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mhahaikyuus · 22 days

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Hair

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tags: black reader x katsuki, newly established relationship (still trying to keep up the illusion for your partner), black reader doing her hair, emotional reader, Katsuki being the rational calm boyfriend, fluffy, cute ending.

a/n: i skimmed barely proofread sorry for any mistakes, hope you guys enjoy. reblogs appreciated.

“I can come over tonight?” Katsuki asked on speaker of your phone.

You two spent everyday together since he had confessed to you by shoving flowers into your hands and running off before you had a chance to respond in slight shock.

“Uh I’m busy tonight sorry.” You said watching yourself in the mirror studying your scalp distracted.

“Okay what about tomorrow?” Katsuki grunted unhappy he would spend time away from you.

“Tomorrow I'm busy too, i can’t hang out this weekend.” You said eyeing the thin black plastic bag filled with beauty supplies sitting on your vanity.

He frowned, you always told him about upcoming plans you had. At lunch always rambling about whatever you wanted and him listening with small grunts and nods. You didn’t mention anything before about plans.

“What are you doing?” He asked. Not wanting to pry so early into a relationship and scare you off. He had plans to make you his permanently but he was nosey.

“My hair,” You answered honestly.

“What do you mean your hair? It takes that long?” He asked confused.

“Yeah, it does. I have a lot of hair and it takes a lot of hours sometimes a couple of days.” You admitted with a sigh already dreading the process.

Katsuki sat there on the other side of the phone with a small sigh of relief. You weren’t blowing him off with anyone else, just your hair. He had no idea about black hair but he knew he cared about you and that meant this was important.

“Do you need help?” He offered making you silent in surprise widely blinking at the phone.

The man that would tell his partner in the field to fuck off when he asked. Was readily offering you his help.

You let out a small laugh, “I do but I don’t think you know what that entails. It’s a really long process and it’s tiring. Im okay though thanks for asking.”

He just wanted to see you. After spending every day together for a month, he doesn’t know if he could go 3 days.

“Alright the offer still stands if you change your mind. Don’t tire yourself out.” He sighed and you both said your goodbyes.

You fiddled with the ends of your hair with a huff.

“Let’s get this over with.”

You wanted to ram your head into a wall. Staring at half your head being braided, 10 hours down and probably another 7 to go.

Your back hurt, your arms hurt, your head hurt it was not ideal. Not eating all day and getting irritated at everything you were in a mood.

Throwing the rat tail comb from your hands on the floor you flopped onto your bed in tears needing a break.

Your phone began buzzing, face still in the mattress you reached around til you found it and pressed answer button.

“Hello,” You answered muffled

“Hey how’s it going?” Bakugo asked

You sniffled pulling your head up tears running.

“It’s fine.”

Bakugo heard how upset you were causing his forehead to crease, “What’s wrong baby?” in a softer voice.

“It’s nothing it’s just my hair and i’m tired and cranky and i haven’t eaten all day. I’ve only done maybe half of my head and i want to stop.” You said through tears.

“Hey, hey please stop crying it’ll be okay.” Katsuki said trying to soothe you through the phone but it wasn’t working. Noticing a twinge in his chest at the sound of your soft sniffles.

You left out small huffs trying to control your breathing, “Yeah…sorry I should go you don’t want to hear me crying. Sorry to bother.” You realized you were probably scaring away the one guy you did like with your hysterics.

“No I didn-“

“I have to go thanks for calling.”

Katsuki stared at the phone feeling his stomach sink.

You cried until your eyes were puffy and reluctantly went back to braiding your hair. You were so impatient and tender headed but you would not spend 200+ dollars on box braids.

After about an hour you heard a knock on your door. You opened it to your boyfriend with a bag of takeout and one from the pharmacy.

You yelped in surprise slamming the door just as fast as you opened it.

Katsuki was very confused and kind of hurt at your reaction.

“Y/n! What the fuck come on.” He yelled from the other side of the door.

Your face held such embarrassment, hoping this was a figment of your imagination.

Your boyfriend was NOT here when you looked like a hot mess.

Your non-black boyfriend at that.

This is a nightmare.

“What are you doing here!” You yelled back through the door.

“Baby you were crying and I haven’t seen you in almost 2 days!"

You groaned, “You can’t see me like this! you have to go home.”

He grunted in annoyance, “You better open up. Im not leaving when you were crying.”

You were silent waiting for him to go home and he wasn’t budging. With a sigh you opened the door peaking out at him.

“Are ya gonna let me in?” He asked with raised blond eyebrows and pretty crimson eyes.

You opened the door and stepped aside.

“What’s wrong why are you slamming doors and crying?” He asked looking down at you as he entered your apartment.

You slowly closed the door behind you and leaned back against it.

“I didn’t want you to see me like this.” You admitted thankful that you didn't blush noticeably.

“Baby like what.” He sighed dropping the bags on your coffee table and bringing you in close.

Your head fell into his muscular chest, smelling his cologne.

“My hair.” You mumbled into his shirt.

He pulled back and used one hand to push back your hair to see your face. Your hair is in sections and a half-braided mess.

“I like you and your hair. So will you calm down please?”

“Really?” You asked with teary eyes looking up at him.

“Yes, I do.” He reassured his hands gently holding you, his main goal to calm you down from this tired anxiety driven mood.

“Okay.” You mumbled head falling back into his chest.

He rubbed your back, “What’s going on?” asking again.

“I stayed up all night and im not even halfway done. I have a headache.” You mumbled in tears.

Katsuki led you to the couch and made you take a seat.

“Take a break. You look hangry and I brought food.” He said propping you in his lap and handing you takeout.

You finished your food and leaned your head in his neck. Your headache stopping. He was right as usual, you were hangry.

“I’m sorry for slamming the door in your face that was mean.” You said wrapping him in a side hug.

His hand rubbed the side of your thigh with a light kiss on your nose.

“It’s okay, ya didnt break my nose with the door slam.” Katsuki said making you laugh.

“Can I?” He asked gesturing to your head and you nodded.

Katsuki’s thick fingers touching your blow dried hair.

“It’s soft.” He said with mild surprise, “Like really soft.”

You laughed, “Yeah I do have soft hair, but so do you.” Reaching up and lightly tugging on his spiky blonde hair. His hair was getting longer in the back. It may be because he loves your hands all over him and especially his head, giving you more hair to yank. Just a theory of course you would never say to him.

He grunted, “You feel better?”

“Yes…” You nodded as he smiled knowing what he was gonna say

“Crying over the being hungry?” He teased showing his canines with his smile and you rolled your eyes.

“Shut up.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Are you discriminating against a black woman?” You squinted but Bakugo had heard that before.

“I just came over here with food to stop your crying and got a door slammed in my face.” He said with narrowed eyes matching your own.

“Uh fine.” You sighed, “Can you not be a good boyfriend so I can call you a bigot.” Your hand trailing up his stomach under his shirt, wanting skin to skin contact.

He pinched the inside of your thigh making you yelp in pain in response. His head deeply buried into your neck just enjoying your touch

“Ow…”You whined rubbing the bruised spot.

#mha #mha imagines #mha scenarios #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugo katuski #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki x y/n #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x reader #katsuki x you #katsuki fluff #bakugo fluff #bakugo x black reader

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satanicsanity · 1 year

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Hello My sweethearts! <3

Alrighty, so... Im going to be honest, and a bit personal with this update!

A couple of you have probably noticed I'm not doing many Audios at the moment, besides the voices acting requests which had just ended yesterday or so!

I'm very sorry about that, I decided to sit down and start recording about an hour ago, but something just felt wrong. I sat for about an hour thinking it through, and thinking of what I should do. And I won't lie, I Think i need to take a break for a couple days!

This has nothing to do with Welcomehome or the Fandom, this is mostly about me and my Health in general! Over the past couple days I've been feeling extremely upset, down, and overall exhausted. Just basically, unhappy with myself.

Along with that my physical health hasn't been doing very well either. I won't get super into it, but it's caused me a lot of issues and delays the past couple days, which has effected my sleep.

There have been many issues going on in my life outside of tumblr that have been weighing me down emotionally, mentally, and physically. And that makes it incredibly hard to keep working. I have tried to push through it, but I'm very sure that is only making it worse.

In short, I just need to take a break for a couple days! Not forever! Just a bit. I will still be as active as I can and might come on to post any art I may make, but I will have to close down my requests as I've gotten over 60 pending audio requests, and that is by far not an exaggeration. I love your guys requests, but goodness they build up very quickly! Haha!

I've been overworking myself, as I've been told by my friends and today, by my own family. I have a habit of doing that, it's a bad habit that I'm trying to break.

Thank you all so much for the support you've given me, you've been truly amazing! I will be back when I can, and I'll still be active around here since this page is honestly such a comfort to me! I just need to put the microphone down for a little, you know??

I love you all very much! Please, do not worry about me! I can and will take care of everything, and am meeting with you a therapist this weekend! So please trust me when I say! Do not overthink this update, if you can help it, and do not blame yourselves at all for ANY of the this!! My brain is just mushy at the moment! (Sorry if this is word-vomit and unclear at all!)

I love you all so much, and I'll see you again very soon! <3 Lots of love, My dears!

#more updates to come #i love you all so much!! <3 #my brain is just being funny at the moment #i love yall so much

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equallyshaw · 2 years

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ ʙᴏʏ - Qᴜɪɴɴ ʜᴜɢʜᴇꜱ. pt 4. short + social media

Snippet that has characters face claims:

Word Count:1.6k

Warnings: none? Not 100% checked for spelling.

Tag: @pierrelucduboiis

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Piper walked out of her dorm, saying goodbye to her parents. They had just gotten to the dorms after stopping at Piper's storage container nearby and picked up her stuff, so they could move in Piper and Natasha to there senior dorms. Piper was going to move off campus, but it would of been too dangerous. Especially since, she was no longer a working royal.

After her and August made it back to Toronto, and while they were with Charles at there parent's lake house on a lake in Toronto, Piper had made the incredibly hard decision to step back from royal duties. Though she would always be in attendance to her grandmothers events, her birthdays, state visits and anyhting else that she wanted to do. That meant that nobody had to know that she was at Umich. Nobody had to know her every move, and that she could officially breathe. Though no longer a working royal, her grandmother provided security whevener and wherever the granddaughter needed. Her brother fully supported her and felt relieved that she no longer had to worry about anything else in her life again. Though, she would be his right hand man when and if he became king. Also in that time, the twins had cut off all contact with the Hughes despite Luke's best efforts on social media to talk but they didn't budge. Natasha and Eric were torn because they loved both sides of sibilings so much and kept everything neutral between one another. Besides, natasha was Piper's long lost sister. Natasha and August sadly had broken up, but it was due to distance and honestly, everything kind of fizzled after new york. Though, they remained friends.

"We will be back in a few weeks for family weekend, will you be okay kiddo?" Piper's mom said hugging her daughter. "Yes mom, I am and will be." She smiled, and her mom stepped back. Her dad gave her a smile, pulling her in. August was always a momma's boy and she was always her dad's favorite. "I love you Pipes." He said giving her head a quick kiss. "I love you too, dad." She smiled and she stepped back. "Safe travels, text me when landed." She said as they got into there car. They promised and then drove off. Piper stood there for a brief moment, before starting a way back. She began her walk back, stopping at the starbucks on campus to get her usual before heading back to unpack. She got her drink rather quickly and started her 10 minute treck back. She respodned to a few text messages as she did so, before checking instagram and then twitter. Seeing what was seeing said about her, just for fun. She made her way back into the dorm to the 2nd floor and unlocked her door. She walked in looking at the ground before realizing that somebody was in her's and Natasha's dorm. "Ah." Piper announced, coming eye to eye with Jack Hughes. "Hey Piper." He said akwardly. She gave him a fake smile, before shutting the door and walking into her room. She shut her door and sat down on her bed, sipping her cold brew. She shrugged it off, and pulled out her laptop to do some mindless binging.

She woke up a few hours later, it was now 10 pm and it was raining. Pouring really. Piper walked out into the living room to see Natasha on her phone, and the two looked at one another. Piper grinned, letting the girl know she wasn't upset. "Dude, you've been pinning after him since yall were kiddos. Youre good." Piper laughed, grabbing her keys and wallet. "Im getting tacos, want anything?" She questioned and the girl gave her order. Piper quickly jogged down the stairs hoping to get to her car quickly. "Oh fuck." She muttered opening the door to pouring rain. Ofcourse her umbrella was in her car. If she made a mad dash, it would only take her a few mintues to get to her car. She jogged out into the rain, hoping to not come across anybody. Yet, fate had other plans.

"Piper!" She heard behind her and she moved faster, terrified. "Piper!" The voice called again, she briefly looked back and saw a familiar face. She sighed, slowing down. She cursed herself as she continued to her car. "Wait, Piper!" He said once again, grabbing her softly. She whipped around, "What?!" She demanded. He stopped moving and she did too. "What do you have to say to me after what you did?" She said getting upset. He shook his head, "What? I never did anything! I never did what they accused me of. I would never, you know that!" He defended himself. "They wouldn't lie to me." She said beginning to walk off. "Please, believe me! I did nothing, you know me Piper. You know me." He repeated himself and she stopped, looking back at him. The rain was relentless and not helping her mood. She stared at him, feeling her eyes fill with tears. She shook her head, "They wouldn't lie to me though.." She said trailing off. "I would never throw away what we had going. I cared for you way too much to betray your trust like that. I cared about your brother too much for that to happen. Especially after seeing your reaction to them, god. I had never been so scared for somebody before. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, even though I knew you hated me. I couldn't stop. And when I got back to Michigan, I prayed that I would bump into you before I went back to Vancouver. I just needed you to know that. I needed you to know I never did anything." He confessed and they stared at one another. Her heart was in shambles, not knowing what to believe. He sighed, rolling his eyes and began to walk back the other way towards his destination. "I never hated you, though." She said after a few seconds. He stopped in his tracks. "Yeah, I was upset but a part of me knew you'd never do such a thing. I just knew, even though my family or Joey wouldn't believe me. I know you cared about me too much to do that." She paused and waited for him to turn around. He did, feeling a glint of hope. She shook her head, "Im sorry I didn't reach out. I literally just gave up my whole life a few weeks ago, so Im sorry." She rambled, but he didn't care. He walked towards her, bringing his hands to her cheeks and pulling her in for a kiss. She grabbed ahold of his wrists, pulling him in closer. They kissed for a mere 20 seconds before parting and catching there breathes. "Im sorry I didn't believe you." She said with her voice cracking. He pulled her in for another kiss. "Come on." He said grabbing her hand afterwards and making a dash for his car.

the two took in eachother's warmth and the feeling of one another, because quinn would be returning to vancouver the next afternoon. she cuddled into his chest, as he midnlessly traced circles on her shoulder. "give me this semester, and then ill be there with you in the new year." she murmured, after thinking about her upcoming semester as a senior. "wait-what?" he questioned looking down at her. "give me this semester, ill graduate and then ill be up there in the new year." she clarified, meeting his eye. "wait- what no." he said an she sat up unsure of his reaction. "what do you mean no?" she said trying to read his face. "don't waste your last year on me. don't force early graduation for me. stay here, stay here with natasha and luke." he said bringing his hands to her chin, softly as she shut her eyes. "don't waste it like i did." he said bringing her to his chest and kissing her head. "ill see you in the summer, ok?" he murmured and she nodded, allowing herself to cry. he fought back his tears but couldn't keep them in. they'd find their way back to one another, if it was meant to be.

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It was now sumemr time, and newly graduated Natasha and Piper headed out to New Hampshire for a week before hopping on a plane to Toronto than to her old stomping grounds of Sussex, UK. "BROTHER!!!!!" Piper screamed in her most british and posh accent as she walked outside and saw her twin and Eric standing on the dock. "BROTHER!" He screamed back and she took off in a jog, before they hugged. The twins hadn't see eachother since graduation a month ago as Natasha and Piper roadtripped around the country for that month. "Ric!" she beamed, giving her friend a big hug as well. Natasha smiled widely at August and hugged one another. Nothing could beat this week on the lake. Nothing.

Later in the afternoon, Piper walked out towards the dock with her iced americano in hand and took some photos of the clear aesthetic sky. She heard a back door open and close, thinking it was Natasha or Auggie. "Pipes?" She heard to her right, and she turned and saw Quinn. A nervous smile erupted on his face, and she smiled widely and took off to meet him. "Hi." She whispered, looking up into his eyes. The same hazel one's that were warm, welcoming and full of comfort. "Hi." He said mesmorized, by being in her presence once again. Nothing needed to be said between the two, they just knew that this was the moment they'd get back together. Nothing could stand in eachother's way now.

The Princess and the American Boy were going to be together, just you wait.

@blondepiper00: graduation dump … a month late

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Tags: auggiethegreat, natashapiercee and ericpierce

@quinnhughes_: congrats!! 🍾

^@blondepiper00: thanku🥰

@charliesownton: augs with the whole Burberry catalogue

@natashapierce: havent fully accepted that next year we won’t be together :(

^@blondepiper00: don’t remind me

@lhughes6_: fav wolverines

^@dylanduke: RUDE

^@ethanedwards: RUDEEEE

@archewellfoundation: congrats piper! See you soon, xx m and h

^@blondepiper00: love you guys!!

^@natashapierce: how dare you leave me so soon :(

^@jackhughes: besides, we would of loved to surf off the islands 🙄🙄

^@quinnhughes: sucks to suck

@charliedownton: go best friend go

@charliedowntown: also come back to London not bc 😭

^@blondepiper00: nah

@auggiethegreat: congrats to my bro I guess ?

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Tag: blondepiper00 and Britishlucy

@blondepiper00: hate y’all

@britishlucy: hahahahha

^@blondepiper00: you’re lucky your my fav cousin

@jackhughes: look familiar? @quinnhughes_ @lhughes6_

^ @jackhughes: Hahahah yes

^@natashapierce: have about 2 or 3 photos of Lukey being left out lol

^@lhughes6_: you guys can choke

@charliedowntown: love this fam

@charliedowntown: but thanks for cropping me out

^ @auggiethegreat: bahahah bye

#Quinn hughes #Quinn hughes x oc #Quinn hughes fic #Madelyn cline #outerbanks #royal romance story #nhl #hockey #jack hughes #Luke hughes #vancouver canucks

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scoriol · 5 days

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i’ve always been overly critical and quick to judge. i analyse the way people tell stories about their falling out with friends- how many times they take accountability, how often they say “at the end of the day it’s a two way street”. do they say “i’m too nice a person” or “i’m basically the parent of my family” to overcompensate for the fact that they’re the complete opposite of those things. and while my judgement never seems to be wrong, i still enter into those friendships because i’ve always been told that you NEED friends. i’m 25 this year and i truly wonder, do i actually NEED all that many friends? i find it exhausting maintaining friendships in singapore- people are overly sensitive, snakey and completely ignorant. i hung out with 2 friends and we were talking about israel/palestine. i asked one of them “do you actually care about what’s going on?” and his answer was “yeah because i think about how it can affect us. will we be involved in the war? how far away are we from getting attacked?” i found myself dissatisfied, honestly disgusted with his answer. how do you make the loss of innocent lives about yourself? how is it that your concern stems from a completely self involved perspective? is expecting empathy out of people a completely unrealistic standard to have? am i the problem? am i overly sensitive? and then there’s the group of people that are silent throughout the conversation, that stay neutral and that pisses me off even more. at the same time i think it’s unfair when people condemn their followers for not posting about the war on social media. so i’m not happy when people don’t have an opinion, i’m not happy when people have the same opinion to mine but prescribe the way i show my support and i’m not happy when people’s opinions differ from mine- am i the problem?

now i know i’ve deviated a fair bit but that was to exemplify how it’s hard for me to find people that fit me. im fully aware im an acquired taste- im blunt, sometimes rude and insensitive to people’s feelings, i can usually take it and dish it but occasionally i can’t and i set off, im intolerant and im righteous. i look at a friend i’ve known since i was 6 and i see her spending her weekends with a new group of people every week and i wonder how she does it. 2 years ago i was envious, now not at all because she talks shit about her closest friends (and my “ex” lol) to me, and i know she does the same about me to other groups of friends. last year in cutting smithy off, i didn’t do it because i was angry/upset. i did it because i couldn’t find it in me to not talk shit about her after everything she’d done and she didn’t deserve that in a friendship. what’s the point of friendships if you talk shit? or do i have it all wrong? is part of friendship talking shit about each other behind each other’s backs and forgetting all you say when you’re sat in front of each other during brunch? this “ex” of mine jokes that i make “besties” really quickly only for that friendship to expire within a year. he isn’t wrong- i like people until i don’t. these days i realise that apart from ritik, the only people i actually enjoy having a conversation with are chloe, andrew, francis, my buddy at work and occasional messages from ex flings. i told ritik that i’m truly content working and studying hard so that i can make more money than i need to buy all the designer bags, shoes and jewellery i want. i asked him if i should feel like that’s sad because i really don’t. people like to make generic comments about rich people being lonely because “material goods can only do so much” but i think that’s something not-so-rich people say to make themselves feel better.

all this to say at 24, i don’t really understand friendship and i don’t exactly want to. for the first time i truly feel content with myself, that i can rely on myself. i genuinely love spending my weekends watching criminal minds and shopping for my next pair of manolos/jimmy choos. so maybe i do suck at friendships and maybe i am the problem but if the trade off is a good boyfriend, a great career and a new pair of shoes every month… i think i’m good.

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elysianslove · 3 years

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hi !! i am in love w ur writing omg <33 can i req hcs of miya twins && suna w a crush who is in the girls ( or manager of the boys team if u only do gn!reader hcs ) vball team of inarizaki and they share the same bus or sumn when theyre traveling to another school ? thank u <3

hi hi hi!!! thank you so much <333 and i write fem!reader, hehe, so i made her part of the girls vbc! i hope you like these <3

miya atsumu

i firmly believe none of the hq boys would be picky about the girl they’re dating. like yeah they all say certain traits they want but when it really comes down to it and they are dating you, they won’t be upset if you don’t fit certain previous criteria of theirs

that being said, tsumu would absolutely lose his shit if his girlfriend also happened to be a volleyball player like he’d be convinced it’s fate or something

like he wouldn’t crush on you because of volleyball, he just thought you were a really pretty girl he’d constantly see in the halls and stuff

and listen! he really was planning on asking you out

except asking a girl out has never been so nerve-wracking. like he’s never, ever felt this nervous about it?? and he’d keep chickening out every time he saw you

fast forward to you guys having to travel to another prefecture for a game, and it just so happens that the boys’ basketball team also had a game out of town. between the teachers and coaches, they decided since both the boys and the girls’ volleyball teams were going to the same prefecture, you’d just take the bus and make due

the bus isn’t small, but y’all are a lot, so it’s a bit of a mess when you’re climbing on

somehow, someway, you find yourself sitting next to miya atsumu

pls he will never stop talking about how you two were meant to be after omg

imagine his shock when he looks up from his phone and he sees you sitting next to him his brain literally goes ???!!@#$#&^$#&%(&

you just smile at him sweetly and say, “i hope it’s okay that i sat here. there’s not really anywhere else.”

he can’t really speak. no like he really can’t. he’s. starstruck? just completely gone. you’re just so pretty and now he gets to sit next to you for the entire ride? he’s thanking everything holy

samu smacks him on the head because he still hasn’t replied to you and you’re starting to look a little saddened

“uh, yeah, yeah, s’fine, yeah.” i’m telling y’all he’s secretly a complete dork.

at first he doesn’t really know what to say, he just knows that he really wants to talk to you, like badly, and finally his brain catches up to him and he asks you about volleyball. you two spend nearly the entire ride talking about the sport

his heart would not stop beating insanely fast the entire time

so y’all arrive, and you’re about to head off to the girls’ gymnasium when he stops you. you’re kind confused but you don’t stop him bc !!! hello !!! attractive !!! and kind !!! and interesting !!!

and omg you don’t think you’ve ever seen miya atsumu flustered before, and apparently neither has his brother or his friends because they’re in the back just snickering to each other

and finally, he manages to ask, “do you like, wanna hang out? soon? tomorrow?”

it makes you giggle how red his cheeks are

the relief that floods him when you say yes is unbelievable

he wishes you good luck with your game with a kiss on the cheek that shocks everyone because what a contrast to the person he was literally a minute ago

just v briefly: y’all are THE couple. you know what i’m talking about right? imagine just him being at your games and cheering you on the loudest, kissing you fully on the mouth after disregarding any rules in place, or the opposite, of you cheering him on his games and just jumping at him even though he’s really sweaty and hugging him so tight with your legs wrapped around his waist

no please don’t think about going to the gym with tsumu, where he makes you cling onto shirtless him as he’s doing pull ups and you kiss him every time he lowers himself, or practicing volleyball with tsumu, where he’ll serve a ball onto your ass and have you chase him around the gymnasium until he lets you jump onto him and you both fall on the ground

and no! don’t you dare consider practicing serves with him and it being a competition until you’re both so spent and breathlessly lying on the cold ground next to each other or how proud he is every time he sees you finally achieve something you’ve been trying really hard to perfect —

good bye 🏃🏻‍♀️

miya osamu

okay different from atsumu, osamu knew you were a volleyball player, and he realized he had a crush on after watching you play once

your gymnasium, the girls’, was up for inspection but you had a game against another school so you’d borrowed the boys’. the whole boys team decided to stay and watch and holy shit was he impressed. your team won by a landslide, and it was clear the rest of his team was also impressed by the way they were all speaking about you

after that, you kinda stood out to him more? like, before he wouldn’t really notice you, but now anytime you were around or he heard your name or you were mentioned or he heard your voice he would kind of perk up and his heart would beat a little fast

he was like fuck 😃🔪

you didn’t really share classes with him so it wasn’t too difficult to avoid you until his little crush had wavered

yeah until god himself seated you right across from him on the bus while both your teams were on their way to a different school. it’s not that there wasn’t a bus, the coaches were just lazy and decided to combine you both since you were headed the same way anyways

the entire time he wouldn’t stop staring at you while you chatted with your friends and with some of the boys from his team. you just seemed so. magical. he hated it. why were you so perfect

atsumu was asleep for half the ride so he only made fun of him for the other half. it was v humiliating. 0/10

he thought he had been soooo slick lmfao 😹

he was not

samu’s generally a slick guy but. not right now he wasn’t. not with his crush he isn’t

so when everyone steps off the bus and he’s like stretching out his limbs from being seated for really long, he feels someone tap on his shoulder, so he spins around and sees you and honest to god his blood runs cold

you had a really sheepish smile on your face like you were ready to embarrass him and when you said, “hey i noticed you staring,” on god he wanted to die.

but then you noticed his pale face and quickly went, “no, no, i think it’s very flattering! and i’m hoping it means i get to take you out?”

cue tsumu’s cheering in the back he is so obnoxious bhjdbcdbjc

samu’s mouth is moving but his brain isn’t really working he just likes to thank god that he said yes and didn’t say anything else

this time, you wish him luck with a kiss on the cheek and he really hates how his entire body is just heating up right now so on the outside it looks like he’s not enjoying this in the least, but trust, his heart says others

that was the most nervous you’ve ever been but he doesn’t need to know that

on the bus ride back he invites you to sit next to him in the back, and you’re both a little shy about it all but you make conversation and somehow it ends up with him telling you he loves to cook, which leads to the promise that he’ll cook for you one day

it’s a very sweet conversation where you’re both really excited but you’re also a little nervous about it all

again, briefly: if we’re going with you being a wing spiker like him, then training with samu is so fun. he loves to toss the balls up higher and higher knowing you can’t reach them, until one day you shock him and the ball goes smack on the other side of the court and damn he just fell in love all over again.

tsumu practices with you two sometimes and nine times out of ten he’ll make samu think he’s tossing to him then toss to you instead.

you’d think he’d be quiet and calm while he watches you play? absolutely not he is the loudest. it’s okay you luv him <3

omgomgomg meeting up with samu after both your after school practices are over and you just walking home alone in the quiet and you’re both munching on some snacks and it’s so serene and your hand is in his and you’re swinging your arms playfully and it’s just so

sigh

remember that promise he made to cook for you? every weekend without fail, since he usually wakes up before you, he makes you breakfast, leaves his home, and wakes you up with a little box of your favorites. the tradition never falters. every weekend you wake up to his beaming face with a steaming box of breakfast. husband material

suna rinatarō

with suna, you two briefly knew each other

you shared class with him, and sat quite near him so you were like sort of acquainted with each other. i feel like suna’s not too big on speaking with strangers not because he’s introverted but because he just doesn’t wanna waste his time

he does speak to you from time to time though, mainly just to ask about class or homework or exams

he didn’t know you were on the girl’s volleyball team though, so when you walked onto the bus, and he spotted you, he was really confused. when you spotted him back and waved at him with a bright smile his brain went uh oh

and then you walked closer to where he sat and his brain went UH OH

and then you asked to sit next to him because you’re all the girls are scattered everywhere and aside from them he’s the only one you know here so he just shrugs and goes yeah sure

his brain is going uhohuhohuhoh repeatedly though he’s just exceptionally good at not showing it

you don’t really talk as everyone settles down, each of you is busy looking down at your phones, but when the bus starts moving, suna takes out his headphones and

he offers one to you

vdhjsdshfkwhhesajkdhksf

ok im good

you’re a little taken aback but you accept. the entire ride you two don’t talk, you just listen to music together, and occasionally he hands you his phone to choose a song, and somehow, in the middle of all this, your head fell on his shoulder and his head rested on yours and it was really comfortable and good god does he have a crush on you

when you take out your phone and open instagram/snapchat and start messing with the filters, taking snaps of him and making faces with him, and he gets to hear and feel your little laughs he realizes yeah, maybe he does have a tiny crush on you

tiny

minuscule

you skip away from him after stepping off the bus with a yell of good luck. he makes time after his game to go watch yours and he is thoroughly impressed by your skill. decides maybe it is not as minuscule as he thought.

the boys are on the bus before the girls, so when you walk in, he waves you over and points at his headphones, which makes you laugh a little and rush over to him. this time, he doesn’t wait for the bus to start moving before he hands you one earbud, and just like before, your head rests on his shoulder throughout

middle of the ride, he opens the notes app, and types, ‘you’re really cute,’ while showing you the screen

you take the phone from him and type back, ‘you’re really pretty.’

and then a conversation carries like this until he just straight up goes, ‘wanna go out with me?’

this time, you don’t take the phone from him. instead, you sit up a little, press a kiss to his cheek and whisper, “yes.”

it only shocked him a little a lot

as soon as you’d said that, he relaxes a bit, and as you’re going to rest your head on his shoulder, he brings an arm around you, hugging you closer to him i am going to Scream

briefly: please, imagine just how encouraging it is for suna to see you in the stands at any of his games like it just gives him that necessary boost and whenever he wins he just cups your face and kisses you so passionately yet serenely and there’s that small smile hidden in the kiss only you can feel and tell of

or just imagine you and suna relaxing after a long day of practice in a bath together or you completely drained snuggled in bed as you lazily and sleepily pillow talk

or oh my god, suna coming before a game and helping you do your hair in a braid or anything that will keep it out of your face because he has a little sister and he’s just so good at it and all the girls are fawning over how he’s sitting on the bench with you kneeling between his legs and he’s just working diligently at your hair and once he’s done he just gives your head a little pat before leaning over and kissing your cheek like “all done babe good luck”

or suna watching smugly as you absolutely destroy your opponents or if you ever play with the boys how you never go easy on them and he just

heart eyes <3

end note; im sobbing im this 🤏🏼 close to losing my mind why are they not REAL

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #inarizaki x reader #miya twins x reader #miya twins headcanons #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu headcanons #atsumu x reader #atsumu headcanons #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu headcanons #osamu x reader #osamu headcanons #suna rinatarou x reader #suna rinataro x reader #suna x reader #suna rintaro headcanons #suna headcanons

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dramaqueeenamby · 3 years

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Waves: The Dinner

A/N: Not a single soul asked for this, but I couldn’t shake the idea, so here we are. Let me know if you like Waves content where the twins are older or naw.

Words: 3.5K

Warnings: None

TAGS: @babe-im-bi @notacamelthatsmywife @missyperle @queenoftheworldisdead @tashawar @valkryienymph @letsshamelessqueen-m @liquorlaughslove @lettytheletdown @hello-therree @missdforever @mani-lifes @toni9 @koko-michelle

Waves

“You ask him.”

“Me?”

“No. Doggy. Yes, you, dummy.”

Elysha ignored the insult and settled for her initial follow-up question. “Why me?”

“Because he likes you better.”

“Bullshit,” she scoffed, reaching to steal one of Emmett’s pretzels. She scowled, however, when he snatched it from her and swallowed it whole. “Creep.”

“Lee, you know the rules.” The twins neglected to hide their surprise when Christopher sauntered into the kitchen, a faux stern expression on his face. “No bullying each other when the other person can hear it.”

While Elysha smirked, Emmett rolled his eyes and muttered, “told you.”

Christopher chuckled and walked to the fridge, leaning over to pull out the pack of meat he’d pulled from the freezer the night before. “So, I take it you don’t want us to go to the dealership this weekend, eh?”

As Emmett’s eyes lit up with excitement, Elysha groaned and crossed her arms. “Papa, that’s not fair. Why is it he gets a new car and I don’t?”

“Because your brother held up his end of the bargain, while you, my beautiful little girl, did not,” Christopher reminded, handing the meat to Emmett who placed it on the counter and waited for his dad to reach him the rest of the ingredients. He checked the time on his Apple watch and mentally cursed. Damn, it was already time for dinner.

Elysha was seconds away from pouting and stomping. “Papa, I saved up money, too.”

“Yes, you did,” Christopher agreed, closing the fridge with a bottle of beer in one hand. “And you spent it all on a pair of boots.”

“But they were Gucci!”

“Good luck driving Gucci to school next week.”

“Shut up, Emmett!”

“What did I just say about bullying?” Christopher lectured as he instructed Emmett to hand him the stainless steel skillet. “Not when the other person can hear it.” A beat. “And you’ll be driving your sister to school, mate, so don’t be too smug.”

Elysha rolled her eyes and caught the way Emmett nodded his head in their father’s direction, eyes widening to convey the unspoken but urgent message.

Do it now!

Clearing her throat, she sauntered over to the counter where her father was starting to prep, hopping up, and earning a sideway glance.

“You’re lucky your mom’s not here,” he murmured, failing to tell her to get down. “Alright, what is it and how much is it gonna cost me?”

She shrugged casually. “Nothing.”

“Nothing?” Christopher wasn’t even trying to hide his disbelief. “Elysha, do I need to call our lawyer?”

“Papa,” she interjected with the sweetest smile that she could muster. “Emmett and I were wondering, if, well-” She took a deep breath while playing with her fingers. “We want to invite two people over for dinner.”

Christopher looked over at the meat. “How much do you think they’ll eat?”

“Not tonight,” Emmett interjected. “Maybe this Friday?” He took a deep breath, scratching the back of his neck. “And it’s not just any two people, dad. It’s….the two people we’re talking to.”

Deep down, Christopher knew what his kids were trying to tell, err, ask him. However, if he wasn’t anything else, he was stubborn and could play the hell out of the obtuse role. “Jesus, all the people you have in my house for parties and you mean to tell me you two only talk to two of them?”

“No, papa, he means talking to, as if, ya know, dating.” A beat. “And mama said this is her house, you’re just a renter.”

“What? When did she say--never mind.” He could come back to that. One problem at a time. “So, why invite them over for dinner? Why not just throw another party you think your mother and me won’t find out about?”

Emmett ignored the sly remark about the parties. His dad was right. “Because we actually want you guys to meet them.”

Christopher carried the bowl over to the sink, turning on the faucet. “Is that so?” He saw the kids nod out the corner of his eye and asked, “have you asked your mother about this?”

“Not yet,” Elysha answered. “We figured we’d ask you first since you actually do all the cooking.”

“And because we were also hoping you could ask her for us.

“See, push long enough, and the truth always comes out from you two.” As the twins exchanged nonverbal communication, Christopher pondered their question. In the long line of expensive and wild things his kids had requested over the years, this was relatively tame, and it would cost nothing. Nothing monetary, at least. “Fine. Friday at 5. I’ll talk to your mother.”

“Seriously?” Elysha didn’t want to give him time to rethink his answer. Hopping off the counter, she gave him a tight side hug. “Thank you, papa. Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled dismissively, seconds before Elysha buzzed out of the kitchen to call Jason and tell him that they were on.

“Thank you, dad.” Emmett kept it brief, squeezing his dad’s shoulders while sliding his phone out his pocket to see if Madi could Facetime when Christopher called out.

“Where are you going, mate? It’s your night to help me fix dinner.”

“But--”

“Unless you want to switch shifts with your sister, so you clean and she helps.”

He could have put up a fight, but considering Christopher had already agreed to both the dinner and talking to Summer for them, Emmett realized he had to pick his battles.

“What do you need me to do?”

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“What are they even doing dating in the first place? They should be focused on school.”

“Babe, they’re straight A Honor Roll students.”

“Well, then, their sports.”

Summer sighed, securing the silk scarf around her edges. “Both are captains.”

“Work with me here, Elsa.”

She looked at him through her vanity mirror, eyebrow raised. “You want my help?” Standing up, she sauntered over to her husband, placing her arms around his waist. “Let it go, Kristoff.”

“Summer, our children are in the middle of a teenlife crisis. This is no time for games.”

She rolled her eyes and pushed him away, going to remove the decorative pillows from their bed. “Most parents would kill to have their kids let them know who they’re dating--”

“They’re not dating them. They’re talking.”

“--Our kids are inviting them over just so they can meet us, and you’re upset?” Hearing it aloud made her laugh. “Baby, people are dying. Find something else to grow gray hairs over.”

Christopher paused, watching her peel back her side of the blankets and climb in. “That’s low, swimming pool. Even for you.” A beat. “Maybe they’re being blackmailed.”

Summer sighed as he finally joined her in bed. She moved her body across the mattress, pressing herself into his side as he wrapped his arms around her. “You need a hobby.”

“How can I enjoy life when my children are suffering?”

“Oh my god.” Summer sat up in the bed and forced him on his back, climbing on top of him, hands restricting his wrist. “Christopher, the kids are alright. You, however, I am starting to worry about.” Any trace of humor depleted as she frowned while caressing his cheek, fingers playing with the hair of his beard. Scruffy Christopher was always her favorite. “Our babies are growing up, babe. We can’t stop it, no matter how much we may want to. We just have to be there for them, be supportive of them, so long as they’re not hurting themselves or anybody.” She moved her index finger to his mouth to silence him. “You will be fine, sir.”

He sighed, gently moving her hands up and down her sides. “How can you be so calm about this?”

“Oh, I’m imploding on the inside,” she admitted casually, lowering herself so her lips grazed his. “But, I’m also an EGOT winner, baby.” She moved her mouth to his ear, giving a slight tug with her teeth. “I can fake anything.”

Summer yelped when he switched so that his body was over his. “Not anything.”

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“This is a bad idea. A terrible idea.”

Emmett looked over at Madi who was currently looking into her compact mirror, applying another unnecessary layer of mascara. She caught him looking and motioned to the road. “Focus.”

Emmett rolled his eyes and reached over, placing a hand on her lap. “Would you relax? They’re going to love you.”

“That’s easy for you to say. They’re your parents.” She leaned her head against the car window, mindful of her bun. It wasn’t easy fighting box braids in a bun, and she surely did not have time to do a redo. “You don’t get it. Your parents are….you freaking mom is….she’s my idol. She’s every little black girl’s idol, and now I’m just supposed to walk up to her, extend my hand, and say, ‘Hi, Mrs. Hemsworth. I worship you. Also, I’m dating your son.”

Emmett shrugged. “Sounds good to me.” Madi reached over and shrugged him when Emmett grabbed her hand and brought it to her mouth. “I promise it’s going to be fine.”

She sighed, leaning back and looking at him while she gently asked. “How do you do that?”

He chuckled. “Do what?”

“Make me feel better so easily.”

Emmett smiled and winked. “I got my daddy’s charm.”

Madi smirked and lowered the armrest. “You also have his car.”

Emmett sucked his teeth. “I’m getting mine soon.” She laughed. “I’m serious.”

“I’m sure you are, baby. I’m sure you are.”

------

“Are you insane, Elysha?”

She sighed, switching out her textbooks. “I don’t see what the big deal is.”

Jason’s eyes nearly doubled in size as he stared down at her. “Your dad is going to kill me. That’s the big deal.” Elysha laughed, checking the time on her watch. Being late for class was a pet peeve of hers. There was no excuse. “Oh, I’m glad you find my upcoming murder funny. Why don’t you just livestream it, too?”

“You are completely overreacting,” she sighed, shutting her locker and keeping her hand flat on the locker. “My dad isn’t like that. He’s super chill.”

“Chill?” He repeated her term while accepting the books she handed him so that she could adjust her uniform top. “I’m sorry, but have you seen your dad? He’s freaking huge.”

Sighing, she relieved him from the books after being satisfied with her tie. “Okay, and?”

As she began to walk, Jason kept the same pace with her, lowering his voice so that the other students couldn’t overhear. “Wait, are your uncles going to be there too? Fuck. I’m so screwed.”

While she understood his concern, she couldn’t help but find the whole thing humorous. Everyone seemed to believe her dad’s size meant he was a holy terror when it was the complete opposite. “Jason, my uncles are even more chill than my dad. Trust me.”

“On your mom’s side too?”

She laughed. “Oh no, they’re all crazy.” Elysha placed her arm around his waist when he moved his around her. “No, I promise my parents are going to love you, and that includes my dad.”

“I’m the first guy you’ve ever introduced to them, huh?” Her silence didn’t help. “Even better.”

She stopped walking, forcing him to do the same. Naturally, people walked around them, no one wanting to interrupt one of the “it” couples on campus. “Look, Jason, if you don’t want to do this, then you don’t have to. I just-I just wanted you to meet my parents, because I want them to know about you.”

“Stop,” he interrupted, shaking his head and cupping her cheeks. “I’m sorry, I just, I really like you, and I just-I want to make the best first impression that I can.” He dropped his hands, taking hers in his. “I want them to know how crazy I am about their daughter.”

She smiled, looking down to hide her bashfulness, only for him to bring his finger under her chin. He matched her smile. “What time do you want me to be there?”

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“They’re here!”

Summer and Christopher shared a look, his sigh of exasperation forcing her to walk over to him, placing her hands on his chest. “Be nice.”

“I’m letting them in my house, aren’t I?” Summer slapped his arm, forcing him to relent. “Fine. I’ll be fair. For now.”

“There will be no embarrassing stories or threats of violence issued, do I make myself clear?” Summer wagged her finger and turned away, purposely switching her hips, hiding her smirk when her husband slapped her ass and whistled.

“Mama! Papa!”

“Coming,” Summer called out, speeding up her pace as she made her way out the study and down the hall, allowing a kind smile to grace her face as she was met with her children and their friends.

Elysha was the first to speak, clearing her throat. “Mama, this is--”

“Jason,” she guessed, withholding her laugh when Elysha seemed surprised, while Summer pointed to the tall young man with striking green eyes and dark brown hair that grazed past his ears. Strangely enough, he reminded her of Christopher in some of the family albums she’d been shown during one of the many family dinners with her in-laws.

“I told you I have eyes in the back of my head.” Jason gave a nervous laugh that prompted her to take it easy on him. He seemed terrified.

Finally, he spoke, giving a weak clearing of his throat.. “Yes ma’am. It’s so nice to finally meet you.” Elysha cleared her throat, reminding him about the flowers in his hands. “I’m sorry. These are for you.”

“Thank you.” Her smile widened as she sniffed them. “Gardenias. One of my favorites.”

He seemed relieved by that information, prompting her to turn to the young wide eyed girl who also looked as though she was close to passing out.

Emmett took advantage of the opportunity to introduce Madi. Summer smirked when she saw he had his hand on the small of the young lady’s back. “And mama, this is-”

“Madi.” Again, Summer was correct and almost offended by the surprise on their faces. “Do ya’ll not believe me when I tell you that I know everything?” She didn’t wait for an answer. “It’s so nice to meet you as well--”

“--Madi.”

“--I love you.”

They spoke at the same time. Summer laughed and placed her hand on Madi’s shoulder who was clearly mortified by her unintentional confession.

“I mean--I don’t--I mean, I do, but….” Madi shut her eyes and quietly murmured, “I’ll just shut up now.”

Summer shook her head, never once dropping her friendly smile.

“You both need to relax. I promise you have nothing to be nervous about.” She nodded in the direction of the dining room. “Come on.” Summer guided the four to the room, stepping aside to allow them to enter while she turned around to direct them to their seats when Christopher finally decided to make his presence known.

“Sorry about that.” He rubbed his hands on the towel in his hands before tossing it over his shoulder. He approached Madi first. “Madison?”

She was clearly awestruck, eventually shaking her head to accept her handshake. “Please, call me Madi, Mr. Hemsworth. It’s so nice to meet you.”

He waved her off and smiled. “Chris is fine.” That smile dimmed when his eyes landed on Jason. “Hello.”

Elysha grabbed his hand, giving a light squeeze. “Papa, this is Jason.”

“Nice to meet you, Jason,” Christopher forced, squeezing Jason’s hand tighter than necessary but just enough to get his message across. “You play any sports, mate?”

“No. I mean, yes--basketball.” He swallowed deeply, remembering something else. “I also surf as well, Chris.”

“Mr. Hemsworth will be fine,” he corrected.

Summer rolled her eyes and shoved him. “Pay him no mind. Ya’ll sit down and make yourselves comfortable.”

“I’m sure you already have, though.” Christopher joked, earning a glare from Summer. “Come on, babe. No one throws a party like the twins.” A beat. “Speaking of, I’d say we could give you a tour, but I’m sure you both already know your way around.”

“Ignore him,” Summer interjected, shooting him a glare. “He’s still upset that you kids are able to throw a party better than we ever could when we were your age.”

That seemed to alleviate more of Jason’s nerves. “You used to party, Mrs. Hemsworth?”

“Boy,” she laughed. “If you don’t call me Summer.” Elysha smiled up at him, giving him a slight squeeze of his hand. “And what do you mean used to?”

Madi was also fully invested in the conversation, her fangirling almost impossible to contain. “You really are even nicer in person.”

“Don’t be fooled. It’s all an act.” Christopher interjected, walking over to pull the chair out for her. He noticed how Jason did the same for Elysha, and of course, Emmett with Madi.

“Ignore him. He’s actually hired help.”

Summer and Christopher shared a look as he rolled his eyes while murmuring. “Cute.” Sitting in his own seat, he jumped into the questions. “So, kids, tell us about yourselves.”

Madi and Jason shared a look when he told her to go first. Again, something else Christopher noticed.

“Well, I’m a junior, an only child, and my dad is in the Navy--”

“So, your family is stationed here?” Summer surmised.

“Yes ma’am.” Christopher and Summer exchanged a look, but unlike the previous ones, this was not a warning from wife to husband. This one was of silent concern. Madi wasn’t an Australian native. She would eventually return to the states. Both mother and father quietly wondered if that was something Emmett was taking into consideration.

After briefly discussing the shared commonalities of having active duty family members, Christopher turned the question back to Jason. “And what about you, young man?”

Summer contained her sigh at the way his eyes widened before he tentatively spoke. “Well, sir--”

“Chris is fine.”

Both Summer and Elysha looked over at that last statement, Summer with a smirk and Elysha with a small smile. Chris looked at his daughter and shot her a wink.

Jason, to Summer’s happiness, seemed thrilled by the stripping of the formal address.

“I, well, my family is originally from Melbourne--”

“Melbourne native, eh?”

“Yes, sir. My, uh, dad got a job up here when I was eight, and we’ve been here ever since.”

“Any siblings?”

Jason chuckled. “Believe it or not, two. I’m the middle child.”

“Nothing wrong with that.” Christopher shrugged. “I’d say we’re the best.”

“Elysha and Madi.” Summer stood up and nodded to the kitchen. “Help me prepare the toss salad.”

“Yes ma’am.” Elysha also stood up and shot a reassuring look to Jason while Emmett gave one to Madi as well. As soon as the ladies were in the kitchen and the swinging doors shut, Summer released a sigh of relief. “Finally, that was too much testosterone.”

Madi laughed. “You and Mr--Chris are really nice, Summer.”

Elysha nodded and playfully bumped Madi with her hip. “Told you they were chill. Even my dad is being surprisingly nice to Jason.”

“Ladies, trust me, if Chris didn’t really like either of you, he would let you know. He’s just giving Jason a hard time because Elysha is his little girl. He’s always going to be protective.” She reached the bowl to Madi while speaking. “Just how I’m protective of my little boy.” Madi’s smile dimmed. “So you can imagine how proud I am to see his amazing taste in women.” She winked and laughed when Madi placed her hand over her chest.

She straightened up and spoke truthfully. “I really do like Emmett, Summer. He’s….he’s amazing.”

“He’s a jerk.”

“Shut it, Elysha,” Summer warned with a small head shake. “You know, Madi, you should join Lee and me on one of our spa days.”

Her jaw dropped. “A-are you serious?” She looked at Elysha who seemed just as thrilled by the idea of a spa day with her mom and good friend.

“Of course, and Emmett told me you’re in theater with Lee, so if you ever need any advice or have any questions, I’m always available.”

“I’m going to pass out.”

Summer laughed and gave Madi a side hug. “Welcome to the family, Ms. Madi.”

Just as Elysha and Madi shared excited squeals, Emmett stuck his head in the door.

“Mama, ya’ll almost done?”

“Boy, don’t rush us.”

He lifted his hands in surrender. “Sorry, mama, it’s just that Uncle Liam is here--”

“What?” She interrupted, hand on her hip. “What the hell is he doing here?”

“I don’t know, but dad just asked Jason how he feels about weekly, random drug tests.”

“Christopher!”

#chris hemsworth #chris hemsworth fanfiction #chris hemsworth fanfic #chris hemsworth x black!reader #chris hemsworth x reader #chris hemsworth x black!oc #fic: waves

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lazyunknownhideout · 3 years

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My light || Billy Russo x OC ch-1

new chapter is up on -- > lazy-ass-bitxh-blog also on my wattpad -> Rose_Davidson

Rose Wilson, an artist doing well in her profession, going out to party, traveling, living her best life. Although she gotta admit being best friends to the CEO of a multimillion military company had much of a hand in her blooming success.

Billy and Rose have been friends for three years. After Billy returned from his first tour of Afghanistan, he found a new neighbor. A quiet girl showed up to his doorstep with a shepherd's pie, claiming it to be an introductory gift. And the next day the same girl showed up asking him to help fix her plumbing. After a few help with her plumbing and light fixing and car fixing, they seemed to have formed a nice bond. Soon Billy found himself going up to her place every weekend with a pizza and spend an evening watching movies and talking about the week, for that few hours Billy seemed to forget most about the horrors he faces at the front daily. He found a confidant in her and began sharing as much as he could about his experience in Afghanistan without breaching confidentiality. Even though Billy Russo was a ladies' man, always good to talk his way into their beds and their arms, she seemed to be the one you would like to sit and have a nice cup of coffee and talk all about your day.

On the day Billy had to go back to Afghanistan he told her all about his childhood, opening up all about the abuse the tortures. He figured if he died at the front he would know there was someone who knew all about him, and hopefully still thought good about him, and rose did just that.

"Well Billy, what would you like as your coming home meal?" Rose asked as he was packing up all his bags.

Billy looked at her and smiled, "If I do come back, I will have one of your pies"

"You will come back Billy, you're a stubborn man" Billy chuckled at her words.

"Well I hope I do, until then stay safe and happy okay rose?"

"Yep" She hugged him tight and smiled looking at him.

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Timeskip--

Anvil, Billy's company has been thriving, getting a lot of clients of high profile always kept the business going smoothly, however, a small inconvenience had popped up. Homeland security agent Madani seemed to have caught a sniff of operation Cerberus and going public about it would destroy all he has worked for. So Billy did what he does best, chatted her up, and made her trust him.

He just came home after having a drink with Madani, satisfied with the progress he had made, taking all the information out of her would be easy. As he went in to take a shower his phone ranged, it was Rose.

"Hey Billy, where were you? Your phone was switched off"

"Yea I was out confidential work, everything alright?"

"It's Saturday Bill, you didn't come for our pizza night" Her voice sounded sad.

"Shit sorry, It completely went out of my mind, I could come over now order something" He stepped out of the bathroom and started looking for a change of clothes.

"Hey it's alright, you must be tired, we'll just do it next week"

"You sure its alright?" He didn't want to upset the one person he cared about.

"Yea yea, its alright, I'll see you later kay?"

"Yeah see you"

The next morning Billy found her drying a piece of her canvas on her balcony as he was returning from his morning run. Deciding to apologize for last night he walked up to her door.

As she opened the door Billy couldn't control his laugh when he saw the state she was in, clothes splattered with paint all over, face half covered in red paint, and a pencil behind her ear.

"Well stop laughing and come in" Rose rolled her eyes at his reaction.

Billy walked, "Did you run out of canvases to paint on and decided to paint yourself?"

"Shut up Russo" She shook her head unable to hide a smile creeping onto her face.

"So as I missed out on last night, I was thinking maybe go for a cup of coffee and breakfast"

"Sure lemme wash up all these paints then"

"Right give me a call when you are done, I'll be at my place"

"Okay"

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Billy walked up to the counter, "An espresso and a caramel latte and two bacon with eggs"

"Well you know my preference Russo" He smiled at her, ordering exactly what she had in mind.

"What can I say, I'm pretty observant and I know you well" She smiled at him and sat down. As the order cane real soon they started eating. Rose was debating whether or not to ask him about last night, deciding to just go for it she did

"Hey, so what was the work that kept you busy even on a saturday night"Billy looked up from his cup, "It was a meeting with an informant " He lied effortlessly, although technically it was a 'meeting' she called him upto meet, and as he was trying to pry out information from her it did make madani an informant.

Rose nodded her head, "And how was your week Billy, saw you returning pretty late last few nights"

Billy smirked at her,"Have you been stalking me Rose, I must say Im a bit flattered"

Rose laughed at his reaction,"I can just see your ego inflate up Russo, that car of yours is hard to miss when it pulls up in the driveway, so I guess you can say I stalked your pretty car"

Billy's smirk never faltered,"just the pretty car not the very pretty man inside it?" Rose smiled at him, it was hard to imagine this man sitting infront of her, laughing and making jokes was a person with 300 confirm kills at the upfront and had a whole organisation of henchmen at his fingertips.

"Just finish your coffee Billy" Billy chuckled at her, and sipped his coffe, "How about you how was your week" "Non monumental"

They talked about their week and all other things while having their breakfast. It seemed easy for them to talk to each other, it was effortless Billy never had to worry that she might judge him based on his work that he did, she always seemed to understand him. The only other person that he was this open with was Frank but it has been 2years since he died, even though he missed him, it was comforting knowing Rose was here for him.

She never questioned too much about his work, some times when he returns home wounded up, he goes and visits her after cleaning himself up and one cup of coffee with her seems to ease the pain.

Rose had never met someone like Billy before, he had practically everything at his fingertips, just one call away, she knew people feared Billy, she knew his service in the marines he had killed so many people, enemies, she knew everything he was capable of, but whenever she was with him, she just saw this man, someone who jokes around brings pizza for her, makes coffee sometimes and even goes shopping with her and patiently waits for her to try out many many clothes, and also provides some very constructive advice on fashion.

They walked back to their place and went on with the daily chores.

Back at Anvil things were getting quite busy with new recruiters coming in, Billy had to go in for orientation almost every day, a fresh batch of young men and women, eager to get recruited.

There was also the case of Madani, the sooner he gets to get all the information out of her the better, so far he had taken her out drinking and slept with her almost three days in a row and found out very little.

As the weekend approached Billy had the one thing he looked forward to after a rough week. It was Saturday evening, people at Anvil, finished their work for the day and were headed back. Billy thought to go grab the pizza and go straight to her place. As he was gathering up his stuff, his phone rang Dinah's name popped up.

He picked up the cellphone and answered with a gruff tired voice, "Dinah"

"Well, Mr.Russo you sound tired"

"Yea long day" Billy went on and locked his office, heading out.

"Why don't you come over then Billy, vent some of that tension out" She said in the best sultry voice she could manage.

Billy smirked, "Careful there agent Madani, this might just become a regular thing"

She chuckled, "Why do you have plans tonight?"

Billy took a moment before answering her, maybe if he called Rose she would understand, it was just pizza and movie, it wasn't like they were dating. And he couldn't miss any chance that he can get to search Madani's house.

"No, no I'm free I'm coming over, hope you are ready for me"

"Why don't you come soon and find out" She hung up.

Billy dialed Rose's number, hoping she wouldn't mind missing out tonight. She picked up after three rings.

"Hey Billy, everything alright?"

"Yea, listen um, something came up, so I won't be back like late tonight."

"Oh," She was upset it was evident in her voice.

"I'm sorry Rose" He said softly. "How about coffee like last week?"

"Yea don't worry Billy, it's alright. Job is important"

A tinge of guilt washed over Billy. He did still hesitate a bit but still, went on to Dinah's place.

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Rose looked over at the clock, 35mins since she ordered her pizza, "Well I should be getting it for free now then", she decided to watch a movie herself, after all, it wasn't Billy's fault that urgent work came over.

The doorbell rang and she went over to collect her pizza.

"That will be 8 dollars, ma'am"

"Shouldn't it be free, you are over 30min"

"No ma'am sorry, we don't have that policy"

"Alright then" She went in to get her purse, as she came back out she was shocked to see the pizza guy holding out a gun, pointing at her.

"Don't dare to scream or move, I won't hesitate to shoot"

Rose was frozen in place, too shocked to comprehend what was even happening. The man came up tied her hands behind her back, all while pointing the gun at her throat.

"What do you want!"

"Shut up girl! You are leverage for Billy Russo. Now don't make a single noise while I take you downstairs. One scream and the bullet goes straight in."

"If I'm to be leverage then I wouldn't be much use dead would I?" Rose regretted it as soon as those words came out of her mouth.

The guy gave her a deadly stare and put gauged her mouth shut and shoot a bullet at her hand. Her scream was muffled by the gauge covering her mouth, she struggled to free her hands but the knot was too tight, the man dragged her to the door and pulled her up.

"Now don't cause a fuss and come quietly or the next bullet goes through the leg. Rose didn't dare to struggle against the guy, he was a foot taller than her, and manhandled her like she weighed nothing. He dragged her out and shoved her into the car. There were two more men inside the car, she tried to take a closer look at their faces when suddenly a hand came in and put a cloth over her face, and then she blacked out.

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chapter 2

A.N: Hey there guys!! hope you like this start, its just the first chapter so not much BillyxRose in here except a build-up of their relation, but there will be action in the next chapter so brace yourselves!

And also: review! review! review!

#billy russo #billyrusso #fanfiction #benbarnes #ben barnes #billy russo imagine #smut #jigsaw #thepunisher #billy russo fanfiction

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peach-pops · 4 years

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Hi I just saw the Ukai request thing and I was wondering if I could get some head cannons of anyone on the team, falling hard for ukais daughter or niece

This was so fun to write! I never actually imply this in the request but the reader is adopted cause it’s more inclusive that way! I chose Daichi and Tanaka cause they seem like they would have Ukai react way differently!

Daichi & Tanaka Going Out With Ukai’s Daughter HC

➣Daichi

Okay so Daichi, being the captain and all, if there’s one thing he is really good at, it is respecting authority and understanding the chain of command

He’s worked from being a mere first-year peasant to being the daddy captain we all know and love

That’s why when he starts to catch feelings for Ukai’s daughter, he does his best to never step over the line because he doesn’t want to disrespect his family in any way

It all started when you would show up to practice since Ukai didn’t want you alone at home but he gave everyone the speech to keep their eyes off of his kid

He made it a point to point out that you were his only child, his only daughter and that he would crack skulls without hesitation if any of the boys made you uncomfortable

And yes, He looked at Tanaka and Noya the whole time because I swear they’ll simp for anything with two legs and a heartbeat

Daichi doesn’t catch feelings for you right away though. He acknowledges that you’re pretty but it isn’t until you two slowly started to get to know each other more and more when Daichi realizes how hard he is falling for you

He’s sometimes a bit scared to make a move during volleyball practice since your dad is always like two feet away but you two share a class so you can bet your ass that he’s always sitting next to you and making up any excuse to talk to you

The two of you aren’t even dating but he is already so whipped for you

Exhibit A

One day before practice, you complained that you had broken your headphones so without even asking you, he rushed to his house to get his pair and came back all sweaty and red, handing them over to you

Exhibit B

Your favorite drink was stuck in the vending machine and you couldn’t shake it hard enough to make it drop but Daichi went over and bought four drinks so that way it could knock yours over

Like you’re telling me that isn’t the cutest shit ever? Are my standards just low? ANYWAYS

You eventually catch feelings for him cause duh look at him he’s perfect but you know that if it were to get more serious, Daichi would have to talk to your dad

You knew you couldn’t go behind your dad’s back so telling him was the best and only option

The whole time during practice, Daichi was nervous as hell. He really liked you but he also really respected his coach so he wasn’t even sure exactly how to go about it

But when you gave his hand a light squeeze, it gave him a big boost of confidence cause screw it, you were worth it

So Daichi sucks it up and the two of you go up to Coach Ukai and he is such a confident and respectful dude he doesn’t even stutter

“ Coach Ukai, I want you to be the first to know that I have feelings for your daughter and she feels the same way about me. I know you’re protective of her but I would never do anything to hurt her, I can promise you that. If it’s okay with you, I’m planning to take her on a date this weekend if you would let me.”

“ Nope.” Ukai said simply as you whined and gave your dad the biggest puppy dog eyes

“ DAD!” You scolded as Ukai rolled his eyes,” Come on, wouldn’t you rather me date the captain of a team that you can always keep an eye on than I don’t know, some asshole from a different team?”

“ Why does he have to be in volleyball in the first place? Better yet, why do you even need to date a boy? Are you trying to kill me?” Your dad asked as he looked between the two of you

Ukai did realize deep down that Daichi was arguably the best option you had-He rather you be with Daichi than anyone else around your age group.

A part of Ukai knew that while he loved to see Daichi squirm, he really was a good guy and he just liked giving him a hard time

“ Fine, have her home by ten.”

“ What about ten-thirty?” You asked as Daichi squeezed your hand and shook his head

“ No it’s okay, ten works just fine,” Daichi smiled back as Ukai couldn’t help but smirk because yep, you picked a good one

Fast forward to your date and Daichi is outside your house dressed SO NICELY boy has a hot ass button up and everything

And duh he has flowers for you he’s so cute I’m simping yall

Obviously, Ukai opens the door and just shakes his head when he sees Daichi all nervous

“ No touching, I mean it kid. There has to be at least three feet between the two of you at all times and remember, if you ever hurt her I will personally bring a bat over to your house and-”

“ Oh my god please stop, we’ll see you later!” You slip past your dad and grab Daichi’s arm to pull him down the driveway

“ I SAID NO TOUCHING!”

➣Tanaka

Okay so you know how I said that Coach Ukai wouldn’t be too opposed with you going out with Daichi? Yeahhhh Tanaka is definitely one of the guys he much rather you not go out with at all

I honestly think Ukai sees so much of his younger self in Tanaka and that freaks him out

ANYWAY Lets go to the beginning tho

Tanaka first knows that he is crushing hard on you when he said the stupidest joke in class and of course, you were the only one to laugh cause lets be real, your sense of humor is pretty shit thanks to the internet

And tanaka is like “ mhm yes I’ll marry you now” cause bruh no one laughs at my mans jokes he is SLEPT ON

You two start hanging out and pretty quickly, you both are crushing extra hard on each other. It’s only been maybe like a week or two and you two are so uwu with each other it’s insane

One day before practice, you give him a quick kiss outside of the gym but Tanaka is a certified Clingy Boy™ so he pulls you back in for another one that’s much longer

“ WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!”

You both whip your heads around to find Coach Ukai with literal smoke coming out of his ears as he is glaring so hard at Tanaka

Tanaka’s headass is like “oh im probably getting yelled at for PDA or maybe I lost track of time and I’m late to practice” but oh boy is he wrong

Idk if you guys collectively share one braincell or whatever but it just clicks now for you that “ oh shit, we are so fucked”

“ Dad, I can explain-”

Tanaka doesn’t even hear the rest of the conversation like his brain shuts down when he hears you say the word Dad

And he’s thinking in his head that maybe you just call coaches dad for some weird reason but no, Ukai is actually your dad

There’s so much yelling that the rest of the Karasuno members are outside of the gym doors listening in on the conversation because they’re nosey as hell

Noya is definitely conflicted because heck yes, his boy is dating a female but he also wants to laugh because of course, Tanaka is having bad luck

Suga thinks it is HILARIOUS

But anyway

After a whole bunch of yelling, Ukai just says screw it and starts practice and you promise that you’ll talk to him at home but he makes you stay in the gym so he can take you straight home after

BRUH during the whole practice Tanaka does soooooo bad like hes nervous and he feels so guilty

Obviously, if he knew about your dad he would’ve planned it out much better and even ask for his blessing but it was too late to be worrying about what he could’ve done

“ Don’t be hard on him please. I swear, it didn’t even click that you were his coach and I didn’t want to go behind your back like that,” You said as your dad sat down next to you on the bench as the boys did drills,” but you overreacted. You know he’s sensitive and he’s going to keep beating himself up about it.”

“ How do you think I feel seeing my daughter kiss a boy? Why can’t you wait until you’re thirty to have a boyfriend? ” Ukai knew you were at the age where he couldn’t keep you away from boys but he was just so protective

You were his only kid but because you were his daughter, it only complicated things

I already know Ukai raised such a big daddy’s girl (not in a weird way yall) and while he knows he raised you to be super strong, he just wants to protect you from heartache

“ I really like him and he makes me happy and I promise, we won’t even interact with each other if we are around you if it makes you uncomfortable.”

That wasn’t the most comforting thought to Ukai but he knew he was wrapped around your finger and that he would eventually cave in

It took some time for him to get used to the two of you being together. You two never went on any dates at first because Tanaka wanted to ease your dad into the idea of you two being together

But it wasn’t until Ukai saw how protective Tanaka was whenever you would come along to tournaments that Ukai started to feel better at the idea

Like Tanaka would go FERAL if a guy even looked at you the wrong way and Ukai was secretly like “ yeah you tell em!”

It was actually comforting to Ukai that you were dating someone who would literally lay their life on the line for you at any given moment because as your dad, he would do the same

So after a few weeks, it was actually Ukai who went up to Tanaka to talk about the two of you going on dates

“ You have my blessing but just know, if you even look at my daughter the wrong way, I will kill you, no questions asked.”

Tanaka was actually relieved because to him, that was such an easy request. He couldn’t even imagine hurting you or ever making you upset so he was already thinking of date ideas once Ukai finished his sentence

“ Should I start calling you dad now?”

“ Don’t push it.”

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off-the-heezys · 3 years

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Sheltered

@jaspvid-week Day 2: Camping/Baking + Day 6: Weather

Jasper and David are stuck inside because of a nasty storm, what will they do? Make a pillow fort, obviously.

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combines two jaspvid prompts bc i felt bad for skipping day 2 haha im a bit rusty at writing so pls bear w me you can read it here on ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/32102020 or if that’s not your style, you can just read it here on this post

David had wanted to go camping that weekend. He was so excited, of course. Camping was one of, if not his most favorite thing to do. And to share the experience with Jasper always made him giddy. Of course, they stayed on secured camping grounds, both of them having bad memories of.. straying a little too far off the beaten path, you could say. But the day they were set to leave, a heavy rainstorm came down. Weather is always unpredictable, Jasper had told him, but seeing David so upset over it made his chest ache. Seeing David sad was like seeing a sad puppy. No one wants to see a sad puppy. So, dragging his lover with him, they both made a pillow fort in the living room, stealing away pillows and blankets from their bed and closet.

Jasper made a lot of these when he was a kid, staying up late and reading comics or playing video games in them. So he liked to call himself a “pillow fort master,” despite the several times it could cave in on him, making David laugh. Maybe he was a little rusty. After lots of trial and error, they finally had one that was stable enough to move kind of sort of freely in. They were a little too big for it, but that wouldn’t stop them. A couple of fake candles were littered about (David worried a real one inside the fort would be some sort of fire hazard), and Jasper had set up his laptop right outside the entrance of the fort. It was playing an hour long video of a campfire, which made David huff out a laugh and roll his eyes, smiling.

“It’s really pouring down out there.” David hums in agreement as Jasper hands him a plate with microwaved s’mores. The blonde lifted a blanket slightly and sat down next to the other, careful of the other pillows and blankets.

“Not as good as roasting marshmallows, but,” Jasper takes one off the plate. “It’ll help with the mood,” he said, taking a bite, careful of some of it oozing out of the sides.

“I didn’t even know you could microwave marshmallows,” David says, trying to find out how to hold his s’more without getting his hands too dirty.

“Really?” Jasper tilts his head. David nods, finally taking a bite out of his snack. “I used to do it all the time as a kid- I liked seeing them get really big. And-” he lifts up his s’more a bit. “They make for some really messy snacks.” He takes a bite out of it.

They both turn to the window in the living room as the rain comes down harder, drowning out the sound of the fake campfire for a moment. Then, David leans against Jasper, resting his head on the other's shoulder.

“Thank you for doing this,” he says softly.

Jasper leans into him, finishing his s’more before brushing his hands together and wrapping an arm around his lover, squeezing his shoulder.

“Of course. I’d much prefer you in here, with me, where it’s dry and warm, then out there, where it’s wet and cold.”

“Yeah- it is much more cozy in here,” David says, shifting his head on Jasper's shoulders so he could look up at him. He then reaches up and wipes some chocolate off the corner of Jasper's mouth, licking it off since they didn’t have any napkins around.

“Eeew, now you’ve got my cooties,” Jasper teases, leaning in closer to him and scrunching up his nose, squeezing David’s shoulder more. The redhead just laughs.

Just then, a loud crack of thunder makes them jump, and the power flickers out, a stillness settling through the house. Their only source of light was the laptop and the little fake candles scattered about.

“Hm,” Jasper says, sticking his head out and looking around in the dark room. “Good thing I microwaved those when I did, huh?”

Their campfire video went on for only a minute or two before buffering, the internet having also been cut out. The blonde closed the laptop with a quiet sigh.

“What now?” David asks quietly. Jasper looks over at him, almost wanting to tease him for being quiet despite it being just the two of them. He hums, thinking, before scooting some candles out of the way and grabbing a spare pillow, carefully laying down. His feet stuck out from the back of the fort from being too big for it, but just a little bit.

“I guess we’ll just have to keep each other warm,” Jasper says, opening his arms out for a hug as he lays on his back, a warm smile on his face. How could David say no to that?

The redhead slowly shifts down into Jasper's arms, carefully trying not to bump into anything with his legs. He wasn’t careful enough, because his leg bumps into something and the whole thing falls down on top of them, getting a small squeal out of David. He pulls the blanket off from over them, a pout on his face.

“Sorry…” he whines, making Jasper chuckle.

“It’s chill, babe,” the blonde says, shifting around slightly to get more comfortable now that the fort isn’t restricting him. Once he was fully relaxed, David cups his head and peppers kisses all over his face, making Jasper giggle.

“Next time, I think we should have more snacks,” David says. Something in Jasper's chest blooms when he hears the words ‘next time.’

“Maybe we can put on a movie if the power doesn't go off again,” Jasper suggests. They could either play it on their TV, since it was right in front of them, seeing as they made their pillow fort where the coffee table usually is. He knew David would want to play some outdated, cheesy romance movie, so for the effect they’d probably play it on the TV.

“And we’ll definitely need to build a bigger fort.” David looks at their dining room chairs that had been holding up the blanket and pillows. Jasper chuckles. “Not my fault you’re so tall,” he smiles, “and handsome.” David looks away with a shy smile on his face that Jasper could barely see since the room was so dark. He knew it was there, though.

After a few more minutes of discussing a future pillow fort date, David lays his head down on Jasper's chest with a loving sigh. Jasper, almost on instinct, moves his hand up and combs it through his red hair gently.

They didn’t need to say anything. The interaction radiates the words ‘I love you.’

The sound of the rain coming down faded out as they fell into a blissful sleep.

#camp camp #jaspvid #jaspvidweek2021 #cc david #cc jasper #i really have to stop posting things so late

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arcadianstuff · 4 years

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“Your cat wears glasses ?” P.t 2

The reader meets some of the Trollhunter team and runs into Douxe and Archie again upon investigating the strange shop from the night before.

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“Order up!”

Jerry, the chef in the diner you worked in let out a loud yell, startling you from where stood outing a customer some coffee. Smiling at the old lady who was enjoying her eggs and bacon now with a full cup of coffee you scurried behind the counter grabbing the tray off the shelf.

“Thanks Jerry.”

In response to your thanks the chef mumbled a few words about needing a raise and lousy tips. You rolled your eyes at his silky behaviour and moved towards the table in the far corner.

Four teenagers sat around it, kids you recognisers from school, in a year or two below you. It looked like a double date and seemed to be going okay ? You couldn’t Honedlty tell.

“Here we go guys, four milkshakes and burgers. Do you guys need anything else ?”

Handing out the food you smile at the teens, trying your best to be nice mostly because you liked the teens but also because you could really use some decent tips.

“Hey don’t you go to our school ? You’re a senior right ?”

The girl on the right speaks up, smiling excitedly as she recognises you. She’s pretty woth sleek black hair and colourful hair clips. Plus she’s wearing a papa skull shirt. Good music taste.

“Yeah that’s me, I’m (y/n). You guys are in sophmore year right ? I saw the play by the way, Romeo and Juliet. You two were great.”

Addressing the two on your right you send them a smile since you’d actually really enjoyed the play even though you’d had low expect mostly because it was a school production.

“Yeah we are, I’m Claire that’s Jim, and these guys are Darcie and Toby,”

The others waved at you, saying his and nice to meet yous,

“ and thanks glad you liked it.”

For a second you locked eyes with Jim and you felt this massive surge of energy radiating from him, or rather something near him. He must’ve sensed what you were doing because his eyes widened too.

Now freaked out a little you quickly said goodbye to them and to call you over if they needed anything.

‘That was weird...’ you thought to yourself as you continued handing out orders and clearing tables.

You’d had enough of weird this week. After meeting Douxie yesterday and Archie, wizard and familiar, you’d had enough of weird for a few days.

Not to mention the weird dream you’d had that night....

———- flashback to dream ———

“(Y/n) ! (Y/n) ! Look what I can do.”

You let out a giggle as the little boy next to you created a buttferly out of blue smoke from seemingly nowhere. The magical creation swirled around you, landing delicately on your outstretched palm.

“It’s so pretty.”

Your high pitched voice squealed as the butterfly flew high out of your tiny palm, heading out of sight into the darkening sky’s

“You’re pretty (y/n). In fact you’re so prettt one day we are going to get married so I can have the prettiest wife.”

The boy smiled at you, genuine and happy with a glint in his dark eyes. However your rapturous and cackling laughter caused this smile to fall into a frown.

“Hey ! Why are you laughing ?!”

His agitation only made you laugh harder as you giggled hysterically.

“Don’t be silly we can’t get married. We’re too young and what if I don’t want to marry you.”

You gave him an incredulous look, pointing your fingiré at him accusingly. In return the boy pouted now becoming flustered and a little upset. His cool was completely gone and he felt very awkward.

“Well I take it back ! I’d not wanna marry you. You’d probably smell and be ugly !”

It was the boys turn to laugh at your crestfallen face as he looked at you smugly.

“You take that back right now !”

Angry your fists curled into balls as you stamped you foot, pushing at the boy.

“Never (y/n). You do smell !”

That was it, the last straw. As a five year old the insult was basically treason and enough to push you over the edge. Your palms started to blazer with golden light as your (e/c) eyes melted into gold.

“Ummmmm.... (y/n)”

Chuckling nervously the boy started to shuffle backwards as he could se you were becoming more and more agitated, getting ready to pounce.

For a second you both froze, rooted to the spot as you looked each other up and down guessing who was going to make the first move.

And then just like that you’d been awoken from you dream with a startling cry. At first your mind was hazy as you tried to register where you were and what was happening.

Sunlight stepped through your curtains telling you it was morning.

‘What a strange dream.’ You tried to recall who the little boy in your dream had been. For some reason you couldn’t recall his face or name.

However you could recall the events from the night, meeting Douxie the hot punk wizard and his glasses wearing snooty cat Archie. Wow he’d walked you all the way back to your apartment. Now he knew where you lived and you couldn’t tell whether that was good or bad.

“Wonder when I’ll see him again....”

—————back to present———-

Luckily, your shift wasn’t too long today and as soon as t he lunch rush died down you were able to hang up your apron and make your way down town to check out the creepy yet enchanting bookstore from last night.

Arcadia on the weekends was very vibrant and bustling, kids you recognised from school hung out in cafes or played football in the park outside of your high school.

Across the street you saw a few of your friends from Arcadia Oaks High and waved quickly at them as you made your way hastily down the street.

Friends. Sure you had some at school, only a free but enough that you always had somewhere to sit at lunch and partner up with in science class. But they weren’t close, Mindy could get close to you. Eventually someone would find out your secrets and then you’d have to leave again for your own safety and theirs.

Remembering the four kids from earlier in the diner you felt a wave of envy pass through you as you recalled how close they were. Maybe one day you’d have friends like that or even a boyfriend.....

For some strange reason when you thought of that the image of a dark haired wizard appeared in you mind and just as quickly as it materialised it disappeared.

‘No no no. That’s so dumb. Eww.’

You shook your head feeling stupid and embarrassed at the fact that you had a small crush on a stranger.

Stopping in front of the shop you peered in through the glass finally able to see into it now it was daytime. Without the witchy light cast by the moon and neon glow of the sign it looked a lot more ordinary. But you knew better than anyone that looks can be decieving.

Again the tingling sensation of magical energy could be felt radiating from the store, like electric waves. Something was odd about this place and you were going to find out what.

The sound of a little bell filled the store as you entered, alerting whoever was working there that a customer was in. Nobody appeared so you just decided to peruse the place, observing the immense amount of books that filled the tall oak bookcases.

Reaching out with your fingertips you trailed them over the spines of the books, trying to use your magic or whatever it is to suss out something, just anything really.

Suddenly you felt it, a sharp peak in the energy from the store as your fingers grazed over one very worn out tattered looking leather bound book.

Upon picking it up you took note of the strange symbols carved across the cover.

“What is this ?...”

Mumbling quietly to yourself you opened up the first page. A beautiful illustration of a woman clad in bright gold armour adorned it. She looked strong. Powerful. A little note was left under the drawing. The name of the woman.

“Morgana La Fay...”

“She was a very powerful sorceress. It’s good to see you again love.”

Letting out a shriek of surprise you spun around ready to throw hands and also the book in your grip.

Douxie let out a small laugh at your freaked out expression, finding your fear amusing. The mention of Morgana however had his antenna up.

“What are you doing here ?”

You questioned, looking him up and down wearily.

“Well I happen to work here love, the question is what are you doing here ?”

Douxie soun the broom in his hand around as if to prove that he indeed worked here before coming a little bit closer to you, wanting to see the book you’d picked up and also maybe because he wanted to talk to you again.

Maybe.

“Ummm Im just here to shop, this place there’s something about it....”

You trailed off glancing around the rickety old bookstore with curiosity as if you were looking for an answer to the strange pull you felt from it, the energy.

‘She can sense the magic in this place.’

Curiosity filled Douxie’s mind as he watched you gaze around the store. After lmmeeting yo last night he knew you were a magical being of some sort and clearly in need of a bit of help if you didn’t know what’s you were.

There was no point in hiding some things from, but again also no point in telling you everything straight away.

“Well if you feel some sort of magic from it that’s probably because it is. Many magical artifcats and books are kept here, not to buy but just hidden away for safety.”

A small ‘woah’ left your mouth as you studied the room a little bit closer. Sure enough you could now notice that some of the objects flowed faintly when you concentrated on them.

Feeling a little confident, Douxie learned on a pile of books stacked next to him and gave you a flirtatious smile.

“Plus I’m here and some say I’m a little enchanting.”

You would’ve blushed at his flirting had the pile of books he was leaning on not collapsed leading our Douxie to fall face first onto the floor.

“Pshhhh sure you are. More like a little clumsy.”

A giggle left your lips as you offered him a hand which he begrudgingly took, a little bit of pink dusting his cheeks in embarrassment.

“Well maybe that too...”

Even though he’d embarrassed himself Douxie smiled at the way you laughed. It wasn’t cute and girly likes the Claire’s from Arcadia Oaks High or Darcy but rather joyful.

“I also uh want to say thanks for helping me the home the other night. I don’t know why but I was just so tired.”

You scratched the back of your head nervously, still a little embarrassed about the fact that you made a guy you’d barely known for an hour help you back home.

“It’s cool really I couldn’t just leave another magical being alone out there. Gets dangerous at night.”

He swallowed thickly after speaking, remembering the many close encounters he’d had with the supernatural creatures tat ran rampant among the town. Thank Merlín for Archie who’s saved his butt from more than one near death experience.

Speaking of which, Archie has been gone for a while now. He wondered where is cat has gotten to.

“Umm well thank you again. Really. Means a lot and also it’s nice to know there’s somebody else out there...like me.”

You hesitated at the end of your sentence not sure whether or not you should be talking about “magic” with him.

However Douxie smiled waving a hand as if it say ‘it’s fine really’.

“Of course, and you know if you want to talk about magic or something sometime I’d like that. I could use some practice to help me earn my wizards staff.”

A determined expression past his face as he thought about the staff he so greatly desired. Not only would it mean he’d mastered his powers but he’d also be more of an equal to his master and finally feel like he was worthy of him. To be Merlín’s apprentice.

“Wizards staff ? What’s that ?”

Your confused expression reminded him of the fact that you had little knowledge of anything to do with wizards. He wondered how much you did know.

“You know what I finish my shift in an hour, we could meet at a cafe or somewhere and talk more about this. Maybe I could show you a thing or two.”

You froze for a second taken aback by Douxie’s proposition. It sounded a bit like a date. The thought turned your cheeks red. Seeing this Douxie coughed awkwardly and spoke quickly to correct himself.

“You know help you understand your magical abilities and figure out what’s going on. Umm yeah...”

“That’s sounds good. We can meet at La Benoit the cafe round the corner.”

Your offer made Douxie smile with relief that you didn’t think it was weird or awkward.

“Yeah that’d be good, I’ll be there at 4.”

For a few moment you guys stood there smiling at each other, enjoying being in each other’s company. Again the pulling feeling that drew you to him clung at Douxie the more that he stared at you.

He’d never noticed it but you had a really lovely smile, warm and soft.

You on the other hand were taking in the glint in his eyes, one of something that hinted at magic and adventure. Soemtning drew you to him and you Werner going to fight against it.

“Cat got your tongue.”

Out of nowhere Archie sauntered up to the pair of you, elegantly jumping onto the desk and curling up into a ball.

Mischief and mirth spread across his face as he sensed the tension between the two of you. For people centuries old you were both very ignorant at times. Like a pair of teenagers. Which you were physically and biologically.

“Haha Arch, clever pun.”

Scowling at his famialir for ruining the moment, Douxie turned to glare at him.

Archie’s sudden appearance broke your trance likes states drawing you out of the nice little bubble you’d been in. Realising how long you’d been staring at each other you quickly decided to leave feeling a little too embarrassed to stay.

“Well um I should be going. I’ll see you later.”

You places the old book you’d been holding down on the shelf and made your way to the door.

“Yeah I’ll see you then. (Y/n).”

Douxie waved as you left the shop watching the way you walked down the street as your form grew smaller and smaller until you were out of sight.

A sigh escaped his lips as he thought about how dumb he’d been slipping over like an idiot.

“Great, now she’s going to think I’m a clutz. Bloody brilliant.”

Grumbling he walked over to the book you’d left on the shelf reaching to put it away neatly.

“Cheer up Douxie. I think you made a great impression for one. Judging by the way she was staring at you I’m sure our young sorceress likes you too.”

Douxie’s scowl deepened at Archie’s chuckles and ambushed tone as he spoke, the cat bringing one of his paws up to his mouth to lick.

“Shut up Arch I don’t fancy her.”

He spoke agitatedly ready to say more as his famialir started laughing until he took a look at the book in his hand - the one you’d been reading.

“The Rise and Fall of Morgana Le Fay...”

An uneasy look crossed his face, mouth turning into a grimace as he read aloud the title of the book. A similar unsettled expression settled on Archie’s face too as he jumped onto Douxie’s shoulder to take a closer look.

“Somethings up Arch. Something to do with (yn).”

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Part two to the series, will bring more of the lore and characters into the series and explain more on readers backstory.

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harrysgoldenline · 4 years

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Burnt Cookies

“Good morning!” She smiled, seeing Harry rubbing his tired eyes as he walked out into the kitchen, baggy sweatpants low on his hips as he walks up to her, placing a kiss on her temple.

“Already baking, love?” He chuckles lowly, voice gravely from just waking, arms going around her waist as he stands behind her as she starts measuring out the brown sugar.

“Of course!” She giggles, leaning back into him, warmth radiating off his bare chest, “both of our families are coming for Christmas, H. Everything has to be perfect! So I was thinking maybe on top of our baking day we can also clean up a bit and put up more last minute decorations I got?” She explained with a smile, turning around and facing him, hands on his chest.

They’ve had this day planned for a couple weeks now, finally a weekend where they were both completely free and were going to dedicate to baking and getting the house, that Y/N recently (officially) moved into, ready for the first Christmas their families will have together.

Harry freezes a moment, face falling down into her neck and left letting out a sigh as he releases a low ‘fuck’. Coming over and facing his girlfriends front, and lifting her to the counter, making her sit slightly more at his eye level. “I’m sorry baby, I totally forgot and I have to go to this lunch, meeting thing.” He frowned, a ring covered hand going up to the side of her face, “but I promise you lovie, after that, I’m all yours for the rest of the weekend like we planned.”

“Oh.” She frowns, trying to ignore the heavy weight of her heart in her chest. Although it’s just a lunch, she was selfishly disappointed that she didn’t get to have him all on her own, “it’s okay.” She says, forcing a smile as she pulls him closer.

“You’re upset.” He replies, frown now on his face. “I really am sorry, wanna stay here with you.”

“No really I’m fine.” She says, forcing herself to sit up straight, “just being selfish.” She added forcing a laugh, “will you be gone long?”

“I’m not sure.” He says, pouting out his bottom lip, moving a piece of her hair that fell in her face, “I promise I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He nodded, grabbing her face and pressing his lips to hers a few times before turning around, heading back to their bedroom.

Her frown deepened, hearing him rummage around, most likely picking out an outfit. She let out a sigh, sliding off the counter and getting back to baking, working on the second batch of cookies, Anne’s favorite.

Not long after, Harry dashes out with a quick kiss and a “see you soon, my love!” before she could even say a word.

She watches him drive off, feeling a bit sluggish as she continues. Starting on a different cookie as the other goes in the oven, this time starting on her sisters as well as Gemmas favorite.

Soon, time catches up to her and she is just sitting and rotating cookies in and out of the oven every fifteen minutes, seeing a couple of hours have passed and she reaches for her phone, sending a text to Harry, asking if he would be home soon. Although she still has time to spare so she opens twitter, laughing at some videos and trying to find some things to entertain herself, but she nearly drops her phone at what she sees next.

“SPOTTED: Harry Styles out with ex-girlfriend Camille Rowe. Click HERE for more info on their lunch date!”

Her heart plummets, phone falling out of her hand, hitting the ground nearly a second later as she is sat on the floor next to the oven. It takes everything in her to not click the link, but she can’t stop herself from scrolling down and seeing what everyone was saying.

It was a mix of positive and negative emotions, some people happy to see the two back together, some people’s hearts going out to Y/N, while some are just jealous Harry is with someone period.

She feels glued to the floor, the photo of Harry smiling at her as they sit across from each other going blurry as her eyes fill up with tears, soon completely spilling over as she begins to sob, wet tears covering her cheeks as she sits on the floor of their shared kitchen.

These rumors obviously happen all of the time and at first of course, they all bothered her. But, as time passed and her relationship with Harry flourished, she trusted him, and often she knew the women he was spotted with so she knew she had nothing to worry about.

Y/N of course already knew Camille, but this time it made rumors much harder. This was the girl Harry had practically written a whole album about.

The smell of burning pulls her out and she quickly rushes to her feet, putting on a mitt and pulling them out of the oven before sinking back down and crying.

“Y/N?” She heard a voice and a door shutting before she sees Harry standing in front of her, sinking down to her level, “lovie, what happened?”

“I burnt the cookies” she cried, knees tucked into her chest as she holds herself tightly, “I-I’m sorry- I-I”

“It’s okay!” He chuckles, pulling her hands away from her face, “just cookies, yeah? I see ‘nother batch of the same kind on the counter. What’s wrong with those? I mean we can make more if you wanna.”

“I-I...” she stutters, bottom lip quivering and she looks up at him, face softening as she sees the concern in his face,and she can’t help but cave in, “I just wanted everything to perfect... I just wanna be good enough.”

“What?” He nearly laughs, “are you joking? Mum and Gemma love you! What could possibly make you think that-... fuck.” He curses, pinching the bridge of his nose, “it’s online innit? I swear darling, just let me explain, it’s really not what you think.”

“Why didn’t you tell me it was with her? Why did you make it seem like... like it was for work, Harry? I just don’t understand... don’t you see how hurtful this is for me?” She rambles, voice weak as she adds, “you were in love with her Harry... I mean- are you still? Do you still love her?”

Harry’s heart dropped, seeing the woman he loves sitting before him, tear stained cheeks after she spent all day in the kitchen trying to make sure that his sister and mother would just have their favorite cookies. Just so they would be happy.

“It really was for work, I wanted to ask her if it was alright to say somethings, I mean... everyone knows it’s gonna be ‘bout her, so I didn’t want to go around saying certain things.” He frowns, “Im sorry, I should have told you, but especially after fucking up and forgetting that this was supposed to be our weekend... I just didn’t want you upset.”

“Say what?” She asked, starting to feel defensive and angry, “who cares what you say? Why does it matter? I don’t know- I just don’t understand Harry. Other people wanted to see me this weekend too, believe it or not Harry. But I said no because this was supposed to be OUR weekend.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” He frowned, running his hands through his hair and rubbing his face in frustration, sitting down fully on the floor in front of her, “I fucked up and I’m sorry. I forgot that this was supposed to be our weekend and I’ll do everything I can to make it up to you. But I have to tell you what I said to her.”

She only nods, grimacing ahead of time as she just imagined them together, the image of them in her head nearly tears her apart.

“I asked her if it was okay if in interviews and tour... if I talked about going through a terrible break up, finding myself, finding my own happiness and finding you.” He slowly explains, taking her hand and running his thumb along it, “You know how the fans can be. I didn’t want them to hate her more than they already do and although she did some bad things, nobody deserves to be hated by the world like that.”

“I guess.” She grumbles, scooting closer to him as she feels herself giving in, “you couldn’t of just texted her that?”

“I don’t have her number anymore, Jeff set it up.” He adds, “didn’t even know she was in town. I swear on it, here take my phone.”

“I believe you.” She giggles, handing his phone back and leaning into his shoulder, “I’m sorry for being crazy...”

“Stop it. You’re not crazy, don’t even say such a thing. I know this whole album and press has been hard for you and I cannot express how sorry I am about that.” He explained, taking her face in his hands and kissing her gently, pulling her into his lap, “and are you serious? Still love her? Not at all. That stopped a long time ago, before I even met ya.”

She didn’t say a word, cuddling into him more and snuggling her face in his neck and playing with the soft hairs at the nape of his neck as she only letting out sniffles.

“Stopped and then some months later I met you.” He whispered, rubbing her back softly, “I knew from the moment I met you, that I was gonna fall in love with you, and I was right” he chuckled, “I’m so in love with you, it scares the shit out of me, never felt anything like this... I’m gonna marry you someday.”

“Really?” She squeaks, pulling back wide eyed, “you wanna marry me?”

“If you’d let me... mums been talking about grandkids since I told her I loved you...” he chuckles, “thought about playing a prank on her this Christmas.”

“Harry!” She laughs, slapping his shoulder, “that’s so mean!”

“I’m sorry but it would be hilarious.” He laughs loudly, putting his hands up in defense before they fall on her hips, looking at her in adoration, “I really, really love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Bubs.” She smiles, “and I am sorry, I shouldn’t jump to conclusions... or jump down your throat for not spending every second with you on your day off. You have lots of people who wanna see you.”

Harry let’s out an over dramatic gasp, “this is OUR weekend! You’re gonna have me every second of the day and you’re going to absolutely go crazy.” He chuckles, “you’re my priority. Nobody else. Now shall we get off the floor and keep baking or... should we get off the floor and go to our room?”

“I think baking can wait.”

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hopelikethemoon · 4 years

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Settling (Javier x Reader) {MTMF}

Title: Settling Rating: PG-13 Length: 2300 Warnings: Pinning Notes: You can find the Maybe Today, Maybe Forever Timeline here. Set a few weeks before Old Parr in May 1989. Summary: Reader joins Javier and Steve at the bar.

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Tonight was supposed to be a date night with Lance. You had actually been looking forward to it. He was a decent cook and you always had a good time at his place. But by the time you got dressed up, you weren’t in the mood. It was the tailend of a workweek from hell and frankly, you just wanted to wind down with Steve and Javier.

Lance didn’t even seem upset with you for canceling. He really was a great guy. So understanding. He’d make a great boyfriend for someone, someday. Shit.

“Look at you,” Steve remarked as you came to a halt beside their table. “Is this how you dress when you’re not stuck with us?”

You rolled your eyes, “You’ve seen me in a dress before, asshole.” You set your gaze on Javier then, waving your hand at him, “Scoot.”

He complied, scooting towards the wall to give you space to sit down on the booth beside him. “Didn’t think we’d see you tonight.”

“You weren’t supposed to,” You shrugged, drumming your fingers over the top of the table. “I was worried you’d be gone before I got here.” It was said to both of them, but your eyes lingered on Javier longer than necessary.

“The night is young.” Javier said with a smirk as he knocked back a shot of whiskey.

“Looks like I need to catch up.” You gestured to the whiskey, “I’ll be back.” You said as you slid out of the booth and headed to order drinks.

You heard Steve say something about getting refills, before he followed after you, “Did Lance cancel on you?” He questioned as he leaned against the bar beside you.

“I canceled on him.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” You shrugged your shoulders, tilting your head to look at him. “I just really wasn’t up for it.”

“You could’ve invited him out for drinks with us.” Steve suggested.

“Nah,” You shook your head. “We both know how Javi would’ve reacted to that. And I’m really not looking to sit through another pointed rant about the CIA. Even if I agree with him.”

“Are you and Lance okay?” He questioned, rubbing at the back of his neck as he turned towards you.

You chewed on the inside of your bottom lip. “We’re not not okay.” You hung your head. “I don’t know, Steve. Sometimes I feel like I could really love him. You know? I have this whole list of reasons why I should—“

“You have a list?” Steve shook his head as he chuckled. “Poor guy.”

“Poor guy is right,” You made a face. “It’s been almost a year and I think… He’s a lot more serious about this than I am.” You glanced back over your shoulder at Javier who was still nursing a bottle of beer. You’d rather be here than over at Lance’s. And you should’ve felt guilty about that. “Can we not talk about this at the table? I don’t wanna hear it from Javier.”

“Of course.” Steve gave your arm a pat. “For what it’s worth, if you have a list of reasons for why you should love someone, do you really love them?”

You slowly shook your head, “Probably not. But he’s a good guy. We always have fun together. We work… well enough.”

The bartender returned with the orders.

“It’s just… I always thought it would feel different. You know?” Your eyes flickered back towards the booth, only to find it empty.

“Forget I was here?” Javier remarked, causing your heart to skip a beat as he slung his arms over your shoulders and Steve’s.

“We can’t talk shit about you at the table.” Steve remarked, shaking his arm off. “The drinks just got here, jackass.”

His arm was still casually slung over your shoulders and you tried to ignore just how much you enjoyed it. “Were you really talking shit about me?” Javier questioned as he tapped on the bar and ordered two shots.

“In a round about way.” You answered, your eyes following Steve as he retreated back to the booth. “See you back at the table.”

Javier caught your arm before you could escape. “This shot has your name on it.” He said, gesturing towards the bartender as he returned with two shots. “You said you wanted to catch up.”

Your tongue traced over your bottom lip, before you relented, sitting your beer back down on the bar as you turned towards him. “Fine.” You crossed your arm with his, before bringing the shot to your lips and knocking it back with a satisfied hiss.

Something about the way the muscles of Javier’s neck showed as he leaned back to drink the whiskey caught your attention. And you tried to ignore the line of thinking that had you picturing your lips trailing over that same skin.

“So, where’s the suit?” Javier questioned, gesturing towards your dress. “Busy sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong?”

Something burned through you and it wasn’t just the whiskey. “Oh, fuck off Javier.” You snapped, turning on your heels and heading back for the booth.

You hadn’t considered the fact that entering the booth first meant Javier’s body would effectively cage you in. And he sat himself far too close to you as he rejoined you and Steve at the table.

Not that you hadn’t done the same before.

“Someone’s acting cagey about the CIA tonight.” Javier remarked lightly, giving you a pointed look.

“Drop it.” Steve said firmly, knocking his knuckles against the top of the table to get Javier’s attention. “Not tonight.”

You brought your beer bottle to your lips, glancing towards Javi. You watched the way his shoulders tensed as he stared straight ahead at Steve with body language you couldn’t quite read.

“Did you hear the director’s gonna be at the embassy this week?” Javier questioned, looking between you and Steve then.

“Yeah,” You nodded. “Heard he’s in the city to meet with Barco. Things are going to be heating up over the next couple of months.” You explained, rolling the base of the beer bottle against the table.

“Escobar?” Steve questioned as he took a sip of beer.

You pressed your tongue to the inside of your cheek, giving a short shake of your head. “My sources think Gacha. He’s gone rogue the last couple months. Ever since news broke on the training camps, things have been tense.”

Javier rocked his jaw thoughtfully, “Your guy’s on the inside, right?”

Your eyes darted around warily, always cautious of who was listening. But the bar was filled with the regulars, familiar faces you’d seen weekly for almost two years. “Yeah. Matias has connections to the Ochoa brothers.” You answered Javier, keeping your voice low. “If we don’t get Gacha first, the Cali Cartel will. There’s a feud there that we could exploit.”

He clicked his tongue against his teeth as he nodded in agreement, “Does Lance know about Matias?”

You rubbed your lips together and stared down at your bottle of beer.

“We didn’t come here to talk shop, Peña.” Murphy must’ve kicked him under the table because Javier jerked in his seat, his leg knocking against yours. “What are your plans for the weekend?”

“I finally got my hands on a copy of Queen of the Damned. Only eight months after its release.” You answered, offering Javier a faint smile. “Thanks, by the way.”

Javier nudged you in the ribs, “Anytime, baby.”

“How many shots ahead of me, are you?” You questioned, chewing on your bottom lip as you tilted your head to look at him.

His brows furrowed, “Three. Including the one at the bar.”

“Jesus Christ, Javi.” You shoved him playfully in the shoulder. “Go get me two.”

Reluctantly he slid out of the booth, glancing back at you, before he headed for the bar.

“Steve, I know I said I don’t want to discuss the Lance thing, but I can handle Javier being… Javier.” You knew he hated Lance, you were basically immune to his smartass comments at this point. “I appreciate the effort, though.”

“We both know Javier can take things too far.”

“I really don’t mind.” You looked towards the bar, watching as Javier laughed over something the bartender had said, before starting back towards the pair of you. “He means well.” You glanced back at Steve then, brows furrowed. “What’s that look for?”

He shook his head, chuckling. “Nothing.”

You frowned, “Doesn’t look like a nothing look to me.”

“Nah,” He waved his hand dismissively, before rubbing at the back of his neck. “So what’s the story with the book?”

“It’s been an absolute bitch trying to get non-essential shit through the embassy.” You explained, tapping the base of your bottle against the table, “I guess they don’t think Anne Rice is a need-to-have.” You rolled your eyes. “Anyways, I’d mentioned the issue to Javier and he managed to get his hands on a copy.” You sat up a little straighter as Javier returned with the shots. “Let Connie know she can borrow it when I’ve finished.”

“She loves that shit.” Steve agreed with a nod. “She’ll get a kick out of it.”

You pushed your beer bottle aside as Javi returned, setting your sights on the two shots of whiskey. “You didn’t have more shots at the bar, did you?”

Javier shook his head, “We’ll be even after this.”

You downed both in succession, the glasses clinking against the table as you sat them back down heavily. You blinked, shuttering a little as you felt the warmth of the liquor fan out through you as it slid down your throat.

“You good?” Javier snorted, trying not to laugh.

“Are you good?” You countered, narrowing your eyes at him, before you looked back at Steve. “Why aren’t you doing shots?”

“I don’t mix.” He gestured to his bottle of beer.

“Weak.”

Steve shrugged, “Probably.”

God, you were glad you’d decided to show up here, rather than going to Lance’s. You liked the guy, you really did… but you wouldn’t trade anything for this. With Steve and Javier you felt like you belonged. And that wasn’t a feeling you were intimately familiar with.

And maybe in the long run you could love Lance, but you weren’t ready for your relationship to reach that stage. How could you love someone who was loathed by the person who meant the — by the people who meant the world to you. Both of them, not just Javier.

You swallowed thickly as you rubbed your lips together.

“What are you doing this weekend, Javier?” Steve questioned.

Javier clicked his tongue against his teeth, dragging his fingers through his hair. “I’m working on a new informant.”

Steve pursed his lips and nodded slowly, “Alright. So work?”

“Yeah.” He shrugged.

Your eyes followed the path his fingers took as they moved through his hair, unsticking the hair that was sticking against his forehead and behind his ears. You’d never noticed the bluish green mark behind his ear.

“When’d you get a tattoo?” You blurted out.

“What?” Javier turned to look at you, brows furrowed.

“Your tattoo.” You reached out and brushed your fingers over the spot just behind his ear. “I’ve never noticed it before.”

“Shit,” He thought for a moment. “I think I was probably eighteen.”

You rubbed your thumb over the spot, before you gently played your fingers through his hair there, savoring the soft texture of it beneath your fingertips.

Steve cleared his throat, “You never noticed that before?”

You shook your head, “You know, Lance hates tattoos.”

“Figures.” Javier huffed, making no attempt to stop your fingers as you played them through his hair more freely. “I’ve got more if you’d ever like a private tour of them.”

“Maybe.” You said coyly, brushing your fingers down the back of his neck before you reached for your beer again.

Steve looked between the two of you, before shaking his head slowly. “Not that anyone asked, but Connie and I are gonna drive out to Buenaventura. Spend the weekend near the water.”

You and Javier both gave him a skeptical look.

“That’s ten hours away, Murphy.” You pointed out.

“So what?” Javi questioned. “You’re gonna drive ten hours just to stare at the water?”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Connie’s missing Miami.”

“Buenaventura is not Miami.”

“The water.” Murphy insisted. “Look, we just need a getaway.” He leaned his elbows against the table, “Come to think of it, a getaway might do you and Lance some good.”

You caught the way Javier’s head turned, his eyes fixed on your face. “Trouble in paradise?”

“Nope.” You said shortly, bringing your beer bottle to your lips. You kept your gaze fixed straight ahead. “Everything is just fine.”

He didn’t push it any further than that.

Another round of beers made its way to the table along with another pair of shots for you and Javier to share.

Why couldn’t it be this easy with Lance? You had fun with him, sure. But it never felt like this. And of course, it just had to be Javier. The last person in the world who would ever reciprocate anything outside of friendship.

And you were lucky you had that.

You never imagined yourself as the type of woman to settle, but honestly? Lance wasn’t that bad. He was a good man, he was kind and smart and funny. Good at his job. He should’ve been everything and yet...You’d rather be alone and have this than be stuck with someone you had to convince yourself to love.

Fuck. You were going to have to break up with Lance. And you were fairly certain he’d been slowly working towards popping the question with you.

But it wasn’t fair to either of you to keep playing a game.

#javier pena #javier pena x reader #pedro pascal x reader

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irwinkitten · 4 years

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got lucky | c.h

requested by anon: ok so for the bi!reader concept: last year i ended my relationship w this girl the main reason was because she was really insecure and jealous especially about me being bisexual like anytime i would talk to a guy she would just get so upset about it and she would make such gross biphobic comments and at the time i had so much internalised biphobia that i tried to convince myself i was gay n stayed in the relationship longer than i should have because i rly liked her i guess lol anyways (1/4) we ended and a while afterwards i started seeing this guy who i’d known of for ages (friends of friends type situation) but we just never really talked before or hung out but from the first date we clicked and the sex was crazy good like the type of sex were ur ditching ur vibrators cuz he’s that good lmao so one weekend we went to this party together and of course she is also there, i was so surprised and i could see her eyeing us the whole night, so when she came over i was anxious af (2/4) and this guy knew i was bi! it was no secret, i worked really hard to accept myself! so she comes over and she deadass goes “are you straight now? i knew you would end up with a man!” and she’s all smug but also hurt and im standing there like what the fuck and THEN this dumb man goes “ha guess the sex is so good i made her straight again” and i’m literally about to cry over how gross the whole interaction is and im so shocked i can’t even defend myself, i dumped him that night obviously (3/) last messgae: so basically can you pls do a redo of the gross situation where instead of being with that dumb guy its with calum and he is so protective n sweet n NORMAL n encourages u to stand up for urself about bisexuality / your sexuality, because what happened to me happens too often and its disgusting and gross and no one deserves that!! only if u feel comfortable/inspired tho, no pressure!! love u laura, thank u for creating such a safe space for all the queer babies it means a lot 💘 notes: i kinda enjoyed writing this one esp for my sweet anon baby. i love u and i hope this is everything you wanted ♥ warnings: biphobia, implications of emotional abuse

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“Hey what’cha doing sweets?” Calum’s voice pulled you from your musings, your hand idly tracing patterns against the paper but the pen remaining on the desk. You wrenched your thoughts from the spiral you seemed to have fallen down, a smile crossing your lips as you felt your heart flutter at the sight of him.

“Nothin’. Just thinking.” You finally replied as he pulled up one of the spare chairs next to you, the bustling activity of the coffee shop falling into your background noise as his thigh pressed against yours.

“Really? Normally you doodle when you’re just thinking.” He countered with ease and your eyes dropped to the paper, noticing that the pen remained where you’d placed it when you first sat down. Subconsciously you must’ve realised that the route your thoughts had gone were not suitable to put down on paper, your fingers picking up the pen and mind falling blank immediately.

“Oh.” You breathed before placing the pen back down and packing away the pad and pen.

“What’s running through your head, doll?” Calum’s voice was quiet and concerned, you shrugged.

“Just, a lot on my mind is all. You’re not my keeper just because we’ve slept together.” You admitted quietly and he frowned before picking up his bag and for a sinking second you thought he was going to walk off, but instead, he took your bag from your hands and slung it over his shoulder.

He looked back at you expectantly and you sighed before standing up, leaving the coffee shop with him, your eyes on the floor as you fell into step next to him.

“Your place or mine?”

“E’s gonna be home and I don’t want to hear them rant about me bringing people back.” You muttered and Calum nodded.

“I think Ash is out. He’ll probably head out to Luke’s if I show up with you.” At his smirk, you rolled your eyes fondly before shoving him towards the bus stop. His indignant “hey!” was only ignored as you two waited for the bus, his arm slung over your shoulders.

Selfishly, you leaned into his touch, trying to ignore the fact that your stomach was doing flips at his touch alone.

The bus journey was a quiet ten minutes, but Calum seemed to understand that you weren’t willing to talk with so many people around, so he was content to just keep you close, and you were unwilling to pull away until his stop came up.

When you reached his shared house with Ashton, you noted that the car was gone from the driveway and Calum smirked.

“Looks like he’s out. C’mon.” His hand tucked around yours and pulled you inside. And for a second you wondered if you could distract him with sex, but then the guilt appeared and you could feel the tears of frustration appear as your thoughts swirled and you felt dizzy.

Calum had stepped ahead, turning to see you stood leaning against the closed door, head in your hands and he knew something was wrong. Stepping back to you, he dropped your bags and took your hand in his, pulling you upstairs to his room and your stomach twisted uncomfortably.

“Cal I-”

“I’m not suggesting that.” He muttered. You fell silent at that and as he pulled you into his room, you felt unsure, but he gave you no chance to really deny him as he crawled into bed before opening his arms out to you.

“Cal.”

“I know you. You don’t do emotional stuff well but I’m here for a cuddle and an ear if you need it.” You fell into the embrace easily, your head resting on his chest as his arms wrapped around your shoulders, his lips finding your temple as you finally felt something in you snap, the surge of emotions overwhelming and frighteningly vivid.

“I keep telling myself that I never was a lesbian, that I still found men attractive but Poppy made me feel like having that attraction was stupid since I was dating her and that I was a lesbian and it’s so fucking confusing because I like you, but I can hear her voice screeching that I’m not right, that I’m a lesbian or faking it or a freak.” And for the first time since you left Poppy, you cried.

Calum had been waiting for this. When the split had happened, you’d been ready for it, you’d already left her mentally, but this was what he knew you needed. He knew that the relationship with her had been toxic, but you’d never revealed the extent of her behaviour.

His heart broke.

“Just because you like both men and women does not mean you should feel so guilty over your sexuality. There’s a B in LGBT for a reason, doll. That’s you. You’re bisexual and you should be proud of that, not ashamed because some bitch with a control issue couldn’t handle the fact that you liked more than women.”

You found yourself gripping his shirt with your fists as you pressed your face into his chest, trying to stem the tears that seemed relentless. But Calum held his silence whilst you got it out of your system, knowing that you needed to get this off your chest.

“I’m sorry.” You finally got out, but he simply shushed you.

“She was a shitty person with an attitude to show. You shouldn’t apologise for the bitch.” His words were simple but it gave you a breath of ease, pulling away as hands rubbed your shoulders gently.

He was definitely too good to you, but he was there for you regardless and you were certain that you loved him for that.

“There’s gonna be a party on the other side of town in a couple of weeks. Ash took over the old Firefly down on Hartley. He’s revamping before opening the bar to the public. You fancy going?” And you smiled at the gentle distraction he was offering.

“We get at least a free drink if we show up, right?” And Calum laughed as he kissed your temple.

“He wouldn’t say no to me. Or you. In fact, I’m almost certain he’s expecting me to do full introductions on that night since Luke and Mike will be there with the others and their girls.” You rolled your eyes.

“It’s not like I went to school with Luke or anything.” Came your sarcastic retort and Calum laughed as the two of you settled for the evening.

“Pretty sure Luke last saw you when you started dating Poppy. He’s put two and two together but he won’t say anything unless you mention it. Even then he knows it’s not his place.” Your heart seemed to swell another size in affection for Luke.

“You’re making it difficult for me to not fall in love with you Cal. Good dick, you know how to use those lips and fingers of yours, you make me feel like I belong and you respect boundaries without me having to ask.” You finally muttered and Calum gave you an almost wistful smile.

“You may have been with Poppy but that didn’t stop me from being friends with you. You’re someone I’ve genuinely cared about from day one. Not gonna chuck that away because of who you are. Plus growing up with my mom and sister almost made certain I’d be in touch with my feminine side.” He teased but the sincerity and understanding in his tone eased your shoulders.

Your features softened at the admittance and you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“Then I definitely got lucky to have you in my life at least, falling in love or not.”

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When the day of the party rolled around, you felt sick with nerves and you couldn’t understand why.

When Calum rolled up to pick you up—he was driving to Luke’s who lived closest to the bar and you’d both get a ride back to yours before he picked up his car the following morning—he could see the nerves and the grimace on his face spoke volumes.

“What?” You all but demanded when you were debating outfits. He’d been sitting on the bed watching, but got up and held his hands out to you.

You took them hesitantly. His thumbs almost immediately started to soothe across the back of your hands to help relax you.

“Word has gotten around that Poppy is planning to show up. We haven’t exactly been quiet about our relationship, but I didn’t think she’d pull something like this.” And your stomach churned uncomfortably.

“We’re still going. Ashton promised free drinks and we’ll be in the VIP area right?” You checked and Calum nodded.

“Ashton has already told the bouncers that she’s not allowed near the VIP section. They’re checking and rechecking the lists to make sure she isn’t on one of them.” He explained and you let out a breath of air.

“Okay. It’ll be fine. It’s being handled and I’ve got you. Now which outfit do you think I should wear?” He studied your face for a second before a smile broke across his lips.

“The dark purple with the deep plunge. Is it wrong of me to flaunt in her face what she lost?” And you laughed as you kissed him.

“I mean, yes. But I also know that you want to show me off properly now that we’ve got things really settled.” You murmured and he grinned back unabashedly.

It was still an uphill battle, but he’d given you a lot to think about. And after gentle convincing, you’d found an LGBT friendly therapist who helped you process your thoughts. It helped you come to terms with accepting the toxic relationship that you’d been in but also it highlighted how beneficial Calum had been as a friend and confidant.

It also gave you the courage to ask Calum out officially, wanting to be with him entirely and not just in the evenings.

He took that in his stride and things shifted once more between the two of you. When you opened up to him about some of your sessions, you knew that your trust had been well placed because he never indicated anything to his friends and so you were never subjected to pitying stares or glares.

You were almost sure that you’d fall in love with him faster than you fell for Poppy.

The drive to Luke’s was filled with your nerves. You hadn’t seen Luke in years and you were also meeting his two other friends, Ashton and Michael as well as their partners.

“Ashton’s excited to finally meet you and stop telling me to be careful when I go to yours.”

Despite Calum living with Ashton, your schedules never seemed to match and more often than not, Calum could be found at your place, a small sanctuary from your hectic lives.

Ashton never begrudged that time you shared together, but Calum had mentioned a few times about how snappy he was being on the subject.

“He’ll chill when he realises I’m not out to break your heart or steal something.” You muttered with a chuckle. Calum snorted in return as he pulled into Luke’s driveway.

Your nerves return full force as he pulls you to the front door and steps in like he lives there.

“Hey fuckers, anyone about?” He called through and was met with calls of confirmation, another yell following that they were in the dining room. Your fingers squeezed Calum’s tightly and he didn’t hesitate to return it, his thumb soothing across the skin on the back of your hand.

“Look who it is!” A voice crowed loudly as he stepped into the dining room, followed by loud calls of greetings.

There was a flurry of introductions and you felt like the spotlight was being shone on you, under scrutiny from his best friends gazes once they had greeted their friend and Calum had introduced you. Or re-introduced you in Luke’s case.

“Well c’mon, the last time I saw you we were leaving school. What’s been happening to you?” Luke finally asked, indicating to the seat next to him. A small smile graced your lips as you sat down, Calum falling into the seat next to you as you shrugged.

“Life I guess? It’s been definitely more interesting with the different jobs and moving about. Building up a social life again.” Luke’s face filled with a frown at that.

Michael came in next.

“Building up a social life? Did you not have one?” His words held an innocent curiosity, yet you felt yourself hesitate.

“My ex was controlling to the point that I couldn’t do anything without their permission. They managed to make me believe that no one really wanted me around and I lost touch with old friends, like Luke.” You glanced to the side and he was frowning.

The others held varying degrees of stunned shock or disapproval.

“Well then he was a cunt.” Michael muttered and your eyes refused to meet theirs at the assumptions. Luke stayed quiet but his hand rested on your knee, squeezing it. You shot him a gentle smile in return.

“Well it’ll be good to have you back in our lives. Especially with these two knuckleheads.” He nodded at Ashton and Michael who immediately protested and you laughed.

It felt like you’d known them for years as you all had a few shots. Ashton, despite being the owner of the bar, wasn’t worried about turning up with his friends. He’d already explained to his staff that he’d be around for the rest of the night once he arrived and he’d told the small groups he’d be here and there.

After a handful of shots, the group of you made your way to the bar, your arm linked with Calum’s. There were separate conversations happening between you all, their girlfriends including you on their pamper night whilst the boys discussed a possible games night for all of you.

When you arrived at the club, you saw the queue of people waiting to get in and the subsequent groans from the line as the bouncer let you in, no questions asked.

Ashton guided the group of you to the VIP section and the music was still loud but you could still hear each other talking. You were chatting away with Luke’s girlfriend, arm still linked with Calum’s as Ashton disappeared to get drinks.

Calum pulled your attention away briefly, his lips by your ear.

“I’ve spotted her. She’s not seen us yet so don’t worry.” You barely nodded, acknowledging his words as you listened in, fighting to keep your nerves down.

The night continued and you were all a few drinks deep. Calum’s arm had barely left your waist all night as you talked and danced and drank. You’d been welcomed into his group of friends with an ease you never realised existed.

You’d deliberately not tried to seek out Poppy, silently praying that the universe would comply. But as the group of you stood out in the smokers area, huddled together under a heating lamp, your stomach sank as she stepped out, her eyes narrowing on you.

“Fuckin’ knew it!” You could feel the alarm in your face as you stepped back into Calum, his arm going around you protectively.

“Poppy, you’re drunk.” You felt curious gazes from your new friends, but you didn’t spare them a glance.

“You break up with me and go running to his arms, I knew you weren’t a fuckin lesbian. Pretending to try it out? Just another straight girl seeking attention. Fucking freak.” She snapped and your stomach sank.

“Get it through your thick head that she’s bisexual.” Calum snapped in your defence, earning a glare from Poppy. But Calum didn’t shrink from the glare, your glance to his face confirmed he was giving her his own. You were mildly impressed that she didn’t back down instantly.

“She’s a fuckin liar! Years of my life wasted on this bitch.” She spat at your feet and you took in a deep breath.

“You don’t get to control me anymore, Poppy. I’ve liked both men and women, but you never liked that because it meant that I had more chances of leaving you. And I wished I’d have left you sooner. Calum certainly thought so.”

“Of course you fucked the first man to pay you any attention.” Your heart sank once more at her declaration and you felt your mind fall into the old trap that you’d fought with for so long.

“No she never. In fact she slept with a few girls long before she slept with me. But I was her best friend as she tried to deal with the mess you created in her mind.” Calum snapped back. You felt your heart swell for him.

Poppy stepped forward, her hand raised but then Ashton stepped in front of you.

“Get out. You’re no longer welcome in this bar.” He made a gesture and security slowly made their way over.

“She shouldn’t be fucking welcome!” Poppy yelled back, but Ashton held firm.

“She is my friend. You are not. Get. Out.” When the bouncer rested a hand on her arm, she shrugged it off and stormed away. Your entire body was trembling.

“So that was the ex, huh?” Michael commented and you could feel your hands trembling as you nodded. “Why didn’t you correct me?” Calum spoke up for you as his hands took yours.

“It’s been a battle for her. Poppy had convinced her she was a lesbian, that she was wrong for having any attraction to men. In Poppy’s world, either your gay, lesbian or straight. Being bisexual isn’t acceptable in her eyes.” Calum’s arms wrapped around you and you stood there, holding onto him for dear life.

“Well that makes two of us then.” Michael’s casual comment had your knees go weak and you let out a weak laugh.

“Thank you Ash.” You finally murmured when you pulled away from Calum. Ashton didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you in a warm hug that was both comforting and reassuring.

“Hey, you’ve been the best thing for my best mate. And you were friends with Luke once before. I’ve definitely got your back. And I get why you didn’t say anything and don’t hold that against you.” He muttered and you breathed a sigh of relief before returning to Calum’s embrace.

“More drinks or are we gonna go back to Luke’s?” And you shook your head.

“Let’s stay. I’m not gonna let her ruin it,” you leaned forwards so your lips were by his ear as the others went inside, “also I want to see if we can christen the bar in one of the toilets.” You breathed. Calum groaned as his grip around you got tighter and he pulled you in for a kiss that promised more.

“Oh you’re so fucked sweetheart. Especially since I know where the individual lips are and they aren’t attended by anyone.” You held back a moan at that thought before pulling away, your hand in his.

“Dance first?” And the innocence in your tone made him laugh as he followed behind you willingly.

“Menace.” The term was laced with affection as he caught up to you, kissing the spot just below your ear.

You simply grinned in return as you pulled him onto the dance floor, Poppy long forgotten as he danced with you.

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sangorous · 4 years

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falling in and out of love (yuno au mini series)

word count: 1,394

bio: you and yuno have been engaged for three years now (the both of you are in your mid 20s) and he has been busy with his job ever since his promotion to coo for two months now. within those two months of not really spending time with yuno, you start to question if you’re in love with him or not anymore.

genre/warnings: angst?none

authors note: the both of us just started watching black clover and we like it so far! we’re on episode 5, but as always this was posted on my wattpad account! ~ shaia <3

(creds to owner!)

you stared at the window from the bedroom that you and your fiance shared, hoping to see his car somehow make it's way to the driveway. a small sigh escaped your lips as you knew that he wasn't coming home anytime soon, so why waste your time? you grabbed your small maltipoo and picked him up with a small smile, "hungry yunnie?" he wagged his tail while you walked into the kitchen.

you placed him down and made your way to the cabinet next to the kitchen to grab his dog food and poured it into his bowl, and grabbed a water bottle and poured water into his water bowl. once yunnie was fed, you walked to the bathroom to wash your hands before going back to the kitchen where you made dinner. you sat down at the table while you noticed that yunnie moved his bowl next to you, and a smile appeared on your face, "i can always count on you right?" you chuckled while he happily ate his food.

you looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was about to be eight o'clock, 'still not here?' you sighed, finishing your dinner and walked to the kitchen where you covered his plate and placed it in the microwave. it has been like this for two months now, ever since he got a promotion from his job he hasn't been coming home at the time he usually comes. the first two weeks you didn't mind because it was his job, then slowly it began to take a toll on you. the only time you could spend time with yuno is seriously on the weekends, and even on the weekends, he is still working. yuno becoming the chief operating officer at the business he worked at was something that you are proud of because he has worked his ass off for it, but you missed spending time with him. both of you knew how major it would be for him to promoted and how much time he would be putting in, but you were willing to stay with him because you thought he knew how to balance it. these two months have been so stressful considering you have been planning the wedding by yourself, the last time you two went to go choose the color of your wedding, he was heavily invested in his phone and told you, "i don't care, just choose a color that would make you happy." which did make you a little upset, because it was supposed to be the two of you together choosing everything, but it turned out to be just you choosing everything.

time passed by and you were nicely showered and in your bed watching some television to help you fall asleep while yunnie laid down next to you, you heard the door close while yunnie jumped off the bed barking, "yes daddy is home." you heard yuno chuckle while he entered the room.

he walked over to you placed a kiss on your cheek before he went into the bathroom. his showers usually last at least ten minutes, you honestly wished you knew why it took him that long, but you couldn't judge him because there would be days where your showers would be longer than his. after his shower, he dried himself off and placed his plaid pajama pants on with a long sleeve shirt and laid down next to you while yunnie ran to his bed instead. he let a sigh out as you scooted closer to him, he wrapped his arms around your waist while he placed his face into your neck, "so i convinced my boss to let me take tomorrow off so we can go cake tasting." he lowly spoke, "that's great, but that means you can't be on your phone working either." he playfully rolled his eyes while he continued to nuzzle his face into your neck.

the next morning you were dressed in a nice sundress that fit your body nicely with cute heels to match while yuno dressed in a nice button-down shirt that matched the color of your dress and his dress pants. you grabbed yunnie and your purse and made sure that everything in the house was nice before you left, "you're going to be spending the day at grandma's house with your friends!" you shouted while yuno backed out of the driveway and drove to your mother's house. after yunnie was dropped off, you two made your way to the bakery to go cake testing. the bakery was so cute and nicely decorated, the smell of the sweets filled your nose as you smiled, "are you ready?" you looked at him, but he was on his phone, "oh yeah." his eyes glued to his phone.

"remember, i said no phone work today..." you trailed off, taking his phone out of his hand and placed it in his pocket.

a small groan left his lips as you took a seat at the booth where the owner of the bakery reserved for you two. you two looked at the booklet and saw the different wedding design cakes that they did, and they were honestly so cute in your opinion that you couldn't choose just one, "we should do two cakes." you looked at him while he chuckled, "two cakes?" he raised an eyebrow, "yeah one that we like and then the other one could be half chocolate and half vanilla." you added as he slightly nodded his head.

"hello!" the baker smiled, taking a seat in front of you two while you smiled back, "thank you for coming on such short notice, we hope that you guys can leave happily." he added, and before you could open your mouth, his phone began to ring, "sorry i have to take this, if this takes longer, we can do what you said." he whispered in your ear before he walked out of the bakery. just like that, your smile fade, but you couldn't let that phase you. you wouldn't think that his phone call would be that long, but then again his is mister c.o.o. so that wouldn't be a surprise. you decided to get [your favorite cake flavor] along with a half vanilla and half chocolate cake. you thanked the baker once again before you joined yuno who was still on the phone, it was pretty obvious that he wouldn't be able to drive so you got in the driver seat and started the car. you thanked your mother for watching yunnie and made your way back home.

what could a business possibly talk about that required him to be on the phone for so long on his off day? you couldn't help but shake your head as you finished making lunch and sat down at the table next to him. yuno placed his phone down with a sigh as he began to eat his food, "that was a long phone call..." you trailed off, "yeah, i might have to go to work tonight." he sighed while you softly chuckled, "what's so funny?" he looked at you, "did you forget that we had reservations tonight because we're supposed to catch up with each other? we haven't spent time and spoke to each other really for two months basically." he was silent, of course, "we can always can the reservations and reschedule." you could feel the irritation building up as you looked at him, "yuno do you not understand that today was supposed to be your off day? i understand that sometimes you need to work on your off days, but you have been working every single off day and we can't even spend time together anymore." you groaned, looking at him.

and once again, he just sat there silent, "i'm sorry yuno but i truly do miss spending time with you, but it seems like your job is becoming your main priority which i don't mind by the way. till this day im still proud of you, but i feel like i'm falling in and out of love with you." you sighed getting up from the table.

#interracial #poc imagine #poc reader #black clover #yuno #black clover imagine #black clover imagines #black clover x reader #black clover au #yuno x reader #asta #captain yami

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barnesandrogersfanfics · 4 years

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Home - Part 1

Summary: Fresh out of a divorce, Y/N moves to Sun Valley for a fresh start, a house left to her by her aunt and a new job as a nanny.

James 'Bucky' Barnes owns a law firm and has been left with three kids after his wife died giving birth to their youngest.

Bucky is nervous about leaving the kids with a nanny but he cant keep finding babysitters and the kids need someone more permanent around.

The Barnes kids were great, we hit it off straight away and i settled into a new routine with the family. Brooklyn and Alice were at school for most of the day so it was just me and Rosie. While Rosie had her afternoon nap i'd do the house work and make sure everything was done so that James didn't have to worry about it when he got home. Once that was done it was usually time to pick the girls up from school, on the way home we'd stop off at the park for half hour before we headed home. When we got home id sort out their dinner and put something together for James for when he got home, when that finally happened id give him a quick run down of our day and head back to the farm house.

After spending all day with the girls, the farm house felt so big and empty with just me there.

It was a friday morning and i had just arrived at the Barnes residence ready for my day when James came strolling in carrying Rosie and greeting me with a smile.

"Morning Y/N"

"Good morning, where are the other little monsters?"

"They insisted on dressing themselves for school today"

"Oh god help us" i chuckled, this was gonna be funny. Brook would probably be okay but Allie? I could already picture her wearing bright colours and a tutu!

"Oh my.... dont you girls look beautiful" James said suddenly with wide eyes.

As i thought.... Brook was doing okay, she had on jeans and tshirt with her converse sneakers but Allie?..... she was wearing a stripy pink and purple sweater, pink tutu and red cowboy boots.

"Y/N!!" Allie said called happy when she saw me and run into my arms "i missed you!"

"I missed you! But i havent been gone that long" i chuckled "and what are you wearing today?"

"My favourite boots and my tutu! Daddy said i can wear what i want"

"Well you look so pretty!"

"I tried to tell her not to wear the tutu" Brook rolled her eyes as she took her seat at the table. Allie went and took her seat next to Brook and i held my hands out for Rosie "i'll sort miss Rosie out while you have your breakfast" i said to James, he smiled and handed her over.

"Thanks" he winked before sitting at the head of the table and pouring himself a cup of coffee while i set up Rosie in her high chair and gave her her breakfast.

"Y/N, i might be late tonight. Ive got a big case coming up and there's still so much to prep..... would you be okay staying?"

"Yeah sure, thats fine"

"Thank you! I dont know what id do without you"

"Its not a problem, i was only going to be at home watching TV anyway" i shrugged.

"How's things going with the house, you more settled?"

"Not really, I'm gonna be getting rid of some of my aunts furniture this weekend, I've ordered some stuff more to my liking. Im sure it'll be better once its more me....you know?"

"Yeah, it still feels like your aunts house having all her stuff there"

"Exactly, i feel like i shouldn't be there" i shrugged "doesn't help its so quiet, its been a long time since I've lived on my own and then after spending all day here with the girls...."

"I can imagine" he nodded taking a mouthful of his coffee "so who did you live with before coming here? Friends? boyfriend?...."

"Erm....husband actually" i told him shaking my head "but that is a story for another time, when there's no little ears around" i smiled and turned my attention back to Rosie.

After dropping the girls at school i headed to the store with Rosie to get a few bits, i thought it'd be kinda fun to have a girls movie night being as James was working late. I grabbed some popcorn and some chocolate and saw the cutest pyjamas! They were pink with unicorns on in both kids and adult sizes so i grabbed us all a pair (my treat).

After the store we went back to the house and had lunch, Rosie sat watching cartoons while i cleaned up the kitchen.

The afternoon flew by and i was soon stood out the front of the school waiting for the girls to come out. Brook was out first i gave her a hug before taking her school bag and hanging it from the handle of the push chair.

"How was you day Brook?" I was asking as i looked up only to see Allie running towards me. She crashed into my legs holding tight.

"Woah, Whats wrong Allie?" I bent down to her level so i could talk to her properly.

"Mrs Harper was mean to me about my tutu!"

"Who's Mrs Harper?"

"Her teacher" Brook replied for her sister who was still holding onto me.

"Well Mrs Harper obviously has no fashion sense sweetheart. You look so pretty!"

"Mrs Barnes??...." i heard a woman call out heading our way.

"Thats Mrs Harper!" Brook rolled her eyes at the woman.

"Mrs Barnes, can i have word?" The woman marched over "I'm Mrs Harper, i just wanted to talk to you about Alice's attire. Its not appropriate for school...."

"Im sorry, Mrs Harper was it?? Whats the big deal?? I'm not seeing the point of making a big deal out of this??"

"It makes the school look bad....."

"Shes 5! Who cares what shes wearing! If Allie wants to wear a tutu and cowboy boots then thats what she'll wear"

"Your okay with her wearing that?"

"Why wouldn't i be?? she's a kid, they like to dress up. Im sure by Monday she'll be back in jeans and t-shirt, but if she wants to wear a tutu and cowboy boots then thats what she'll wear! She's not hurting anyone"

"Maybe Mr Barnes would have different opinion...."

"Feel free to call him, I'm sure he'd love to hear your opinion"

"So thats all you've got to say on the matter??"

"No actually..... if i hear you've upset my kid again?.... you'll regret it" i said quietly to her so the girls couldn't hear.

"Come on girls lets go home".

When we got home the girls had an early dinner, while they were eating i thought id better call James and tell him about Mrs Harper just incase she did call him.

"Hey, everything okay?" He answered on the third ring.

"Hi, yeah everything's good. I just thought id tell you about what happened at the school this afternoon"

"Okayyyy...."

"I may have gone on the attack a little at Allie's teacher...."

"Mrs Harper huh?"

"Thats the one. Allie came running out upset saying Mrs Harper had been mean about what she was wearing, low and behold out came Mrs Harper asking to speak to me. Told me Allie's attire wasn't appropriate and made the school look bad!" I told him.

"What did you say that?" He asked sounding amused.

"I told her that no one cares what a 5 year old is wearing for school and that if Allie wants to continue wearing her tutu and cowboy boots then she will! Thats when she said that maybe you would have a different opinion on the matter.... i told her to feel free to call you, that you'd love to hear her opinion"

"Oh i want her to call me!" He scoffed "i'd give her my opinion alright"

"Well she might call you to complain about me more than anything.... she asked if thats all i had to say on the matter.... i told her if i hear shes upset my kid again that she'll regret it. Im sorry James but she was pissing me off! How dare she!"

I was expecting him to be mad at me for kinda threatening Allie's teacher but he started to laugh.

"You dont need to apologise, id of done the same"

"Even still i thought id give you a heads up incase she did call you"

"Thank you, how are the girls?"

"Their great, their just having dinner then we're gonna have a girls movie night"

"Sounds fun! I wish i could join you guys"

"No boys allowed sorry" i laughed "well i'll let you get back to it"

"Okay tell my girls i love them and i'll see them in the morning?"

"Of course, bye".

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